Anne didn't really go out much she was fifty-six and most of the girls she worked with were in their twenties, but they had insisted so she got hersel...f ready in a new dress and was waiting for a taxi.It was around eleven-thirty before she got back feeling very drunk and giggly. As she got out of the taxi and wobbled up the path she noticed Joel's light was still on. Anne giggled to herself wondering if they were wanking into her panties. As she entered the house Joel called down for her to come. Two minutes later, Dutch came on the line, blasting with both barrels. ‘Where the hell are you, Moe? I’ve been calling your place every hour.’ ‘Whoa, buddy, simmer down before the gasket blows. I told you I knew a nurse.’ ‘You’ve got to get that broad to Boch.’ ‘No can do, Dutch. She’s laid up.’ ‘I don’t care if she’s got one foot in the grave.’ ‘Not a foot, but a baby.’ ‘What?’ ‘She dropped a kid last night, only it wasn’t time yet. Get the picture?’ ‘Jesus H. Christ.’ Moe smirked. ‘Good luck. He even calls me 'his little princess.' So, what I can't understand is,if I'm so special, why would my hero be some 'schlub?' I mean, if I'mso special and I think he's wonderful, well, then, doesn't that meanthat he is really something, well, extra special?"Oscar reached across the table and took John's hand in his. "No, Bebe.It just means that your heart is bigger than most. You're right, I lovemy girls and I take my job seriously, but the only thing special aboutme is you. I've driven. When I found out about the divorce being final, I was upset so she insisted on us going out to get my mind off of it."She looked up at him hopefully, "She's just a friend?"Now it was Steve's turn to look at his glass. He watched it intently as it turned in his fingers. No matter how much he struggled, there were no words that could explain things. "She was just a friend. After I saw you, I was kind of upset so we skipped dinner. Things happened after that, I didn't mean for them to, but now.