Brenda and I split up the grid between us and begin searching, grid-block by grid-block, for our man. Brenda found him in less than half an hour of se...arching; I bumped my POV to her location and we both began probing for information.This man had such a devious mind that we couldn't work our way through the morass of thoughts. Our only recourse was to follow his path and see where that led. He appeared to be contacting several of his pushers, so we hoped that he would eventually contact his. .....Now that I have revealed the awful truth to you, dearest Charles, Icould not blame you if you consigned this letter to the flames. But, inthe earnest hope that you have not, I continue.After the death of my dearest, my only friend, the days were bleakindeed. For her sake I tended the flowers and other growing things inour secret garden, especially the roses. Ours were red and white, forEngland, for each other in the language of flowers, love and secrecy. Tothese I added a peach rose,. He had not given up on the drug, or on me. Did he truly lust after his old mom that strongly?So I waited - until nearly two weeks later, he had mentioned how warm it was at our dinner table and then made another play about taking my blouse off. From the day we had our falling out from Gary groping me to the day that I sat bare chested before him, willingly, I had thought little else than the fantasy of acting the part that my son envisioned.Why not, I asked myself again and again - as I. He said “You going to get Kelly?” I told him I will take her to lunch later, but I just wanted to buy him lunch. He told the others he was going to lunch and we left and walked down the street to this place I like.I said “So, did Kelly invite you over this weekend yet?” He smiled and said “No. Not yet. Is she going to?” I told him she was and said “Sorry, I thought she asked you already, so don’t let on you already knew, okay.” He said that he would not tell her that I told him already. .