"Hey dude," Dave told me in an excited voice, "get your ass down to the store, and pick up today's Star-Ledger." Why?" I asked him, intensely curious...."Don't ask. Just go."As I made a move to go, Dennis asked me what was going on."I have no fucking idea," I said with a laugh. "Dave's telling me to drop what I'm doing, and go and buy the newspaper."So, I bought the paper, and scanned through it while waiting in the checkout line. I found nothing out of the ordinary until I got to the Sunday. Cut it into strips and make us a stirfry. I'll be on the computer."I put on the shoes, which I had never actually intended to wear, andbegan carefully trying to keep my balance as I began work around thekitchen. Erin appeared with her camera. She stooped and aimed it at myfeet."Don't worry, missy. I'm just getting a picture of your pretty feet.Turn a bit to the right. Now, poke your right toe to the side just abig. Got it, but eww, we've got to do something about those hairy legs.Back to. I know what Linda plans to do and I intend to have you before the confusion starts.My cell phone rang. It startled me because it was just after 2:00 A.M.; I pulled it from my jacket pocket to check the caller I.D. It was Pat.Holding my finger to my lips, I answered. "Hey Pat how are you doing? Dead battery. I'll be sure Sharon knows you are okay and will be home as soon as you can get a battery. It's a shame you won't be home for Christmas day, I just finished delivering your gifts to Sharon.. As she stands there, he comes in carrying a pan of lasagna. “Oh good, you’re home! Have a seat and I’ll get the drinks,” he says. He picks up the wineglasses and leaves the room. She sits and he returns with the drinks, Strawberry Daiquiris. While they are eating, she realizes the dogs are not begging for food. “Where are the kids?” she asks. “Your mom is watching them for us this weekend.” After they finish, he gets up and goes into the living room. She hears soft, romantic music start to.