From my vantage point, she looked in a vibrant and buoyant mood which always made for good conversation during my time with her. I go out of the car a...nd waved. "Hi Ray,” she said as she got closer. “How are you? Sorry, I am late." "Ciao Bella. I'm fine. How are you?” Nicolina was of Italian decent so I liked to use some of the limited Italian words and phrases I knew when conversing with her. She also found it amusing when I got it wrong. “You’re not late. You mentioned you would be here. ..Uh, King-" Alan grunted audibly. "-I mean,Mister..." Walter looked up for approval. "...Carson... was...recently ousted."People on the rampart drew their breath."Ousted?" Bellows asked. "You mean he lost his office? How?"Walter looked down in shame. "Yes, sir, in a... local election." To who?" Again, Charlotte said nothing (the little trooper). I swearto God, it was like the evil bastard was doing it on purpose just toscrew with her."...To... ahhh..." Walter adjusted his glasses and. Did she actually write that?" Susie stammered nervously. "No stupid, how could she have written it, she's a baby, I wrote it. Butclever little Susie helped me didn't she?" Jennifer cooeed standing up,to allow Susan to take our place, Jennifer taking me further from mysource of salvation. "NO NO LET ME GO!!!" I screamed, writhing in her arms to try to breakfree. "Shush, shush, baby," Jennifer bounced me up and down, holding metightly."What's wrong David, you look rather pale?" Jennifer as he sat. Stepping forward, he held her right wrist lightly in his hand. With gentle pressure, he pulled her arm away from her chest. “There is never a reason to hide such beauty,” he told her, thinking too late that it was the corniest line he’d ever used. Mandy’s snort told him she thought the same way. He spared a thought for his girlfriends, wondering what they must be thinking about this situation. Shlee might be too wrapped up in her own thoughts to even realize what was happening, or she may hate.