I have been woken up in the middle of the night to answer phone calls from men demanding they speak to my wife, and even had the occasional 2:00 a.m. ...knock on the door from a lover who wants a quick screw (she never turns them down). She currently has three lovers, all of them married. I am still the one that wines and dines her, as her lovers don’t want to be seen in public with Heidi. Mainly this is because of her somewhat dubious reputation, but also because they know it isn’t necessary to. That little fetus was our son or daughter. He wasn't a rapist or a murderer. He wasn't a monster. He didn't deserve to die. I thought I was being brave and doing what had to be done to protect and save the ones I loved. I was a coward. How can you feel guilty about killing that animal and not understand what a terrible person I am? I left our group. I broke up with all the people I loved. I let Tommy Westerling ... use me any way he wanted ... because I deserved it." No. You didn't deserve it.. The shotgun was leaning within reach, but in a different spot than it had been in the morning, That showed me that he was being careful."So how's she doing?" I asked him quietly."She is feeling some better I think. She is not so timid now. She seems to be working herself up for this. She made the switch from the Vicodin to some over the counter thing, so she seems more with it." he suggested."Also good,"I said. Since she was a housewife of sorts, I had feared that I might have a prescription. " True," she responded after a pause. "But that's not all you are. You may want us for your nice little fuck toys but that's not all you want us for. What are you up to? Ransom?" Tiernay shivered again and sobbed at the words "fuck toy." Such a mouth! You kiss your mother with that mouth? What makes you so certain I want anything except your beautiful bodies?" Don't be stupid! Okay, maybe you can't help but be stupid, but try not to treat us as if we're as dumb as you are," she fired back. "You.