The lights glared as she blinked and tried to stand. In front of her stood a bald, very athletic black man. His skin was very dark and he had a boxer...s figure. To his left was a mid 40’s black man with long dirty hair and beside him, the big guy who had shouted at her. Bums. At the rear, looking coy was, the old man with the bucket. He looked timid as if still hurt from her outburst. Behind him the two whores had crossed the road and were watching quietly. Their gaze seemed the most hostile of. But after all that adult worry went outof his life, his health improved. All he had to worry about now as a 50 yearold professor was answering to his 23 year old black Daddy. Take last week, when I caught Frankwith a cigarette, after the doctor told him he had to quit smoking. I come inthe house sweaty from shooting hoops, and there Frank was in his armchair withhis Wall Street Journal, smoking a Marlboro. ?I dropped the basketball and folded my arms,staring at him. And Colin, instead of. Then I’d see a headless man, lurching towards me from the end of the hallway. The man was in a navy blue boilersuit, with an open gash in his chest, and he held a pair of blood-dripping eyeballs in one hand and was lifting a butcher knife, wildly slashing at the air with his other hand.Nearly every night, I had these dreams, if I could sleep. Which I started not wanting to do, because the dreams were so surreal and upsetting. I was also being awoken nearly every morning, sometimes in the small. "Outwardly, he ignored her comment, but it flustered him further.'Deep breath. Deep breath. Cowboy up.'"I've put a high value on honesty and openness in deciding whether we belong together again, but I've been hiding something from you. It's something important and I debated telling you until I realized that I couldn't keep this from you and still have a successful relationship. It would stand between us forever."David could see her stiffen as he spoke. Her smile disappeared while her eyes took.