When things settled down, I overheard Angela ask Marta why they yelled at each other so much. I immediately thought, 'This I gotta hear, ' and worked ...my way closer.Marta's hard exterior softened dramatically as she contemplated her answer. She was about seventy, and as round as she was wide. It was very hard to imagine her as young woman, courting a young man, but I tried to see her that way, while she said, "You youngsters got married way young like Harold and me. We were young like you, only. His family was more than a little conservative — hell, they didn't even have cable TV — and they had every filter known to mankind on the internet. His dad was some sort of deacon at one of the evangelical churches and his mom, from what I'd seen, didn't own a pair of slacks or a dress that showed her knees. His older sister Terry wore clothes like her mother did. She had been the best-looking girl in the class before ours, which was a real shame. She'd inherited her mother's looks, but her. ..I came...a lot...more thanthe Surgeon General's recommended daily dose. I was more than high on myown body, I was overdosing. Whatever they had done to me had made meinfinitely more susceptible to pleasure...with an emphasis on theinfinite. On my journey to the edge of the universe and beyond, I had allthe time in the world to ponder the indecipherable whispers surrounding melike a blanket of light. Whatever they were saying, I felt safe and calm asI listened, like an infant in her mother's. Sorry that you’ll have to spend Valentine’s Day on the road, girls. Not the most romantic way to do it, certainly as even belated honeymoons go. Still, the sooner we get where we need to be, the sooner we’ll be able to ditch the nomad’s life for a more settled and civilized existence,” I observed, winning me kisses from my first three wives in a hurry.“Oh, honey, you still have a lot more to learn about women, don’t ya?” I heard Leah laughing as she walked into the room with the owner in.