“So Sharon, do you know why you’re here?” I asked and she looked up from her glass, “Yes sir, Mrs Thomas said I had to apologise for embarrass...ing you sir” she said softly and kept her head bowed as to not make eye contact.“I see, and how exactly did you embarrass me Sharon?” I asked her deciding to ensure she knew the reasons and also to play on it a little and if I’m honest I felt a bit sorry for her which I was going to use for my benefit.She took another sip of her drink and looked down. We had been there for the first week and i noticed the cleaning lady's schedule was pretty routine. Right down to catching her sniffing my underwear. She didn't think i saw her, but she would go in to get the dirty laundry and when she saw my boxer-briefs she would put them to her nose, actually smothering her nose with them. Then take a deep breath thru her nose and smile. My wife and her sister hadn't seen each other in quite a while so they planned all kinds of girl things to do. I had no. I could see the look on my dad’s face at the table in the morning, although one couldn’t be sure if it was the confusion over what happened or the raging hangover that he had to have. When I walked in the kitchen, it was clear they had had a conversation but I didn’t know if he or mom had figured it out. We sat at the table quiet, until I couldn’t hold it in any longer. “So dad, sleep well last night?”“You rascal. It was you.”“Yeah. I saw you there on the couch and I wanted to show you how much. ‘Let’s get going. We have lots to do yet.’ They were on their way again before two o’clock. Eleanor took Julie to a well known women’s wear shop and few blocks uptown. They walked in the fresh, late fall air. People passed them on the sidewalk and streetcars clanged and rolled their way past in both directions. Julie was feeling better than she had felt for months. The world of the possible had returned. Eleanor was in charge of Julie’s new wardrobe. She deliberately chose items she was sure.