"She didn't tell you with what?" Nope. So I don't even know what tools I might need." Oh, trust me, the tool you'll need is already in the house."That... made sense. Tom had been handy around the house, and had a little workroom in the basement. I doubted that Charlotte had tossed his tools. Everyone needs a good hammer now and again."So, where are we off to?" It's upstairs in the bedroom." Lead the way," I swept my arm magnanimously.I of course knew the way myself, but it was always a great. We redressed and went our ways.Three quarters of an hour later, Raj came in my room with a shining face. He said,"The cunning old fag! He's shy to talk at first but then he literally jumps on you." Wow! This was going to be a gooooooooooood weekend. I asked,"When's he gonna come?" Raj replied,"Well, he's gone to have a shower right now. He said he would be here at three." I looked at the clock. It was just 2:30. There was silence between us as we tried to kill the time. True to his word, Neil. " But not your last?" Life's complicated." That's always your excuse. Life's complicated. Maybe you'd better uncomplicate it." Wouldn't that be nice," I said wistfully. "A life without complications. I think they call that death." God, I hate you sometimes." That's too bad, I've always liked you." Ladies!" I shouted to get their attention."He's going to yell at us again," Miranda complained."I thought he only yelled on the bus," Stephy said."It's tradition. He has to yell after every meet,". That hit me kind of hard, and I sat back down, as all the air went out of me.Just before I left the hospital room, I was visited by an attorney, who introduced himself as the representative of the trucking company who owned the truck that knocked down the bridge that killed David's family. We talked about lots of things, and I told him that I would hire a local attorney to help me. I asked for his card and promised to have my lawyer call him as soon as practicable.That got him off my back, and.