******* The next week was hard, and the week after that was harder even still. Once all of the soil enclosures were prepared it was time for the endle...ss back breaking job of bringing in never ending forty pound sacks of soil, each carefully mixed and sorted by Rosalyn. The soil mixture had to be perfect, she said for the very special plants that they would soon be growing. I was exhausted by Noon each day and I honestly don’t know what kept me up on my feet working except that Rosalyn was. . a boy and a girl. Congratulations, Daddy,” Megan winked at me and then added, “oh, and I’m fertile, so they have a little brother or sister already on the way. Since James is sterile, it’s gonna be no fucking mystery who knocked me up.”“Yeah, here’s hoping that next time, we make it to the hospital BEFORE delivering the baby!” I replied while Consuela kept mumbling something in Spanish.The rest of the ride was mostly quiet, focused on getting to the hospital in one piece to get those babies. The only person left alone in the house that night was Ana, who had finally gotten back from the airport. She didn't like the idea of being alone much so using the houses surveillance system she searched for a room in which she might be welcome. After checking all the rooms she made a decision and making a stop at the family room (where she had noticed Pietro and Amy on sofas) she said, "Why are you two in here?" The rooms are a bit full," Amy said, "and I don't really like using the studio.". ‘How about some VAL POLICE SELLA?’ Both Marie and I busted out laughing. He was quickly reading off the first thing he saw and I knew that he’d mispronounce every wine, except MD 20/20. I know Bill, he’d do anything now to change the subject. Marie took the lead on this one, ‘Bill that’s Valpolicella. Try it slowly, ‘Val’ ‘pole’ ‘it’ ‘chell’ ‘la’. It’s northern and central and lighter, not a robust southern grape.’ Bill is a peasant. Always was, always will be. Direct, honest, salt of the.