"The Bomb disposal lads have gotten very cautious sir." Was the reply. "It could be a delayed action job or a dud. These Commies they can't put togeth...er a decent bomb, not like the Jerries could, so its probably a dud."Cutting through St James Park David reached the mall. To his right, the remains of Buckingham Palace, to his immediate left Admiralty Arch and visible through it "The Citadel" or better known to those who worked in her "The Gingerbread". David couldn't see the connection. It was. I got one and went into the living room with her. I sat down on the big couch and she joined me on it too. Pinky said thank yo for letting her crash for the morning. I told her it was all good. We talked a bit about her boyfriend being so far away, and how much she missed him. She even mentioned the thought how he would massage her feet after a day of work. That idea crossed my mind to offer her a massage. Yet I held up only to have her ask me to rub her feet. I chose to do it, and went a step. “What are the odds of that?”“I don’t know ... better now than fifteen minutes ago.”“Please, Mae — for my sake?”“All right — for your sake.” She faked a yawn. “It’s getting late. I suppose I should turn in. See you in the morning, Lenny.”Morning came. I waited for my turn in the house’s single shower, dressed and headed downstairs. Mae was sitting at the table nursing a cup of tea and talking to Karen. “Good morning,” I said“Oh, Lenny.” Karen stood behind Mae’s chair, leaned over and embraced. Mom, I told you, you wont believe me.Baby, I am your mom, you can tell me anything, she smiled and said. Shit mom, I know that, its just I really cant believe it myself, I told her. Tell me now Dottie, she said, I have got to know what you have been up to. I cant believe its all that bad, she added, and smiled at me.Well mom, last Sunday night Tom said that he wanted me to do his buddies, while he watched. WHAT!, she said. What did you tell him? she asked intently. Well, thats not all of it, I.