"What in the world was that?" wondered Richard coming to himself, thelight in the cubical was back to normal, but he was no longer in thesame position.... Richard found himself setting on the floor, his backpushed into one corner of the roomy cubical looking up at the stylingchair that something had knocked him out of just moments before. "How odd," he thought, "was there a storm, have I been struck bylighting?" then he noticed something else, looking dizzily around theprivate booth his eyes came. Now he is living just for Julia."Bindu continued. "Oh, that is very sad. I didn't know about this earlier. How did his wife die?" Mrs. Ebbeler had breast cancer. Mr. Ebbeler took her everywhere for treatment. They went to surgeons, doctors, clinics, churches, temples, faith healers, anyplace that offered a ray of hope. It was so sad." Mr. Brown bowed his head and softly added. "Who can resist the will of God?"Bindu, taking a deep breath, added. "May God rest her soul."A few minutes later they. Caroline came, and came again as he stroked her with tongue and lips and fingers.Afterwards, they lay on his bed side by side, fingers of one hand entwined, staring up at the ceiling."I think we're compatible," Caroline proposed, dreamily."Mmmm. Me too," Simon agreed.Tonight, he'd decided to stop thinking. He knew he would go over things in his mind sometime, but not now. Not with Caroline a warm, sated, wonderful person lying next to him. He didn't want to break the spell, didn't want to think. As I munched my sandwich, the beauticians began removing the rollersvery carefully & placing them in a tray until the lady [I could not seeher face] just had the formed tight curls of hair without the rollerswhich to my eyes is almost the most fabulous part of the hairdressingprocess. But God, I did hate to see the curlers go, she looked sobeautiful with them in.Soon the curls were being brushed out and steadily back-combed andteased up into enormous height & volume. A very large bouffant.