Gregson.? ?My God!? cried Susan, clutching the covers to her throat in her agitation. ?What happened to him?? ?Apparently the ghost attacked him. Don?...t wait up for me, Susan?no idea when I?ll be back.? And, with that, he left, slamming the bedroom door behind him. ?Ghosts!? she heard him muttering. ?Stuff and nonsense!? ********************************************************** ?Where?s my toothbrush?? I demanded. Cathy, my secretary looked at me in some surprise. ?Why would you want a. I'm just giving you a feel of what being the boss of Tartarus is all about. Don't you find it enlightening?" he said as if joking. His face a perfect mask of mirth.I pointed downward. Without even looking at that thing down there that I was pointing at, he told me that it was normal. Told me that it was nothing to worry about. Yeah right. I'd bet a million bucks (which I didn't have anyway) that he didn't have a single snake coiling around his legs. Of course I wouldn't check to see if it was. " How about if I do all the dishes -- every day?" I asked. "Will you cook two days out of three, then?" Nope. I'll cook and clean up -- on my day. And on my day only!"She told Shiggie the same thing. I think.We dug in. She'd even made (frozen) biscuits. All this was new to me, and delightful. I was generally a Cheerios guy on days I was too lazy to go out for breakfast."I'm going to spend a couple of hours with Shiggie today, working on some English phrases," Amy said. "If you like, you could. They were all talking at once hugging and kissing him. Begging him to take them home now. The next day the delegation flew to Hanoi. Charlie briefed them as they drove into town. ‘We will be here for a week or two. We will use it as a base to visit the nearby provinces.’ That night after a hard day’s meetings John and his two mates headed off to a bar. Inside the door, a line up of smiling hostesses rose from their seats to greet them. John was embarrassed. He could not bring himself to.