(When I was a kid corporal punishment was the norm.) “Don’t you dare say you’re sorry after destroying the best man you will ever know, you stup...id bitch. You not only chased the best man you ever touched out of his family’s life, but you did it on a lie from someone you knew hated my son. Please let us have this time to grieve without the pain you caused.”The whole funeral parlor full of people were watching what was going on. Most knew the back story, and by now, my ex-wife knew she had been. The whole place had enough barbed wire round it to fortify a small country. Evidently this was some form of military installation, yet there did not seem to be any troops about.So engrossed was she in trying to work out where she was that she did not hear the door open, and nearly fell off the chair when a woman's voice said, "Oh my, that looks very precarious."A young woman with a trolley had come into the room and was staring at Lady Johnson."Yes?" Jane asked."If you would be so kind as to. Talking later as we spooned i had asked her what was going through her mind at that moment and she told me that it had been the happiest moment of her life when she'd looked up at me and saw the same look in my eyes, i had kissed her neck softly when she said that and answered "Good because i love you too and thats what my eyes were telling you and hoping i was seeing in return." "Yes Daddy," She replied, "I was looking at my daddy and thinking how much i loved him and hoping he could love me. It just puts me behind. I feel the other side of the bed. Empty? Where’s Danny? I sit up startled. Oh, yeah. He’s with my man-child ex- Josh. Great. That’s right. I have something else to worry about for the next month. Josh texted last night that they were in St. Louis. My little five-year-old Danny in a strange city with Josh. Okay, I guess I’m awake now. There will be no sleeping with that worry rolling around in my head. Since Danny moved out of his crib into his big-boy bed, he wakes.