"Well, now that you asked. I'm speaking of the Shipley's. Now if you could give me a burn of William Shipley's school records for this year. Everythin...g you ha..." Oh no... No you don't." Said Joles."I'm sorry, I thought you felt your career and standing in this community, that justice for an innocent boy that quite possibly was murdered by a serial killer was more important than allowing that murderer to get away with yet another killing." I just saw Mrs. Shipley yesterday as you must already. Then I noticed that young black men, sometimes in sailor uniforms, came over to the neighbor’s home to mow the grass and help with other outdoor chores.They had a tall privacy fence around the sides and back of the property. But my second-floor bedroom window was on the side of our home and facing their pool area. Our windows were treated with semi-reflective, solar material that makes them look black and opaque from the outside. But I had a perfect view of the pool area and even into her. After a wonderful dinner and equally intriguing conversation we exchanged a light kiss in the parking lot and departed for home, in eager anticipation of internet messages that would exclaim our mutual attraction of each other. It didn’t take long, and the chemistry that was so hard to find in four people was declared. It was agreed that we would all meet at their house and see how far that mix of chemicals would take us. In preparation, I shaved, trimmed, plucked, and re-shaved. The drive. But it's taken you five years to admit it was him. I sincerely doubt he or little miss priss would ever hand you over completely." He would — he will." I rush, crawling halfway to her. "Far as he concerned, he gave me ta you back in college." I take a breath and control myself. "He has not taken advantage of my lingering issues. And Gwen has never had any authority. Hell, she lived with us for two years an' never figured it out." Did you cheat on me?" She asks, her hand pausing in.