I guess it was a weak part of my character. I knew it was selfish, but the thought still bothered me.I had heard of too many women who had lost their ...husbands, only to remarry and find happiness. What about their first husband? Did they make an attempt to remember and cherish those memories? Which husband does the women get buried with? I didn't know if I would ever be mature enough to deal with that question. I would think that everyone hopes that they are remembered fondly by someone, when. By the way, each was talking, I guessed that they were having adult drinks. Of course, the bottle of Rum and 2-liter of Coke sitting on the counter also gave me a clue.Both smiled their beautiful smiles when they saw me.“Good Morning, Ladies,” I said smiling.“Morning? We haven’t even been to bed yet. Want to join us in bed?” Jennifer said to me.Amy agreed.While it didn’t seem as if they were trashed, I could tell that they were feeling little to no pain.The two of them tried pulling on my arm. There are some lines around her eyes but she isslim, tanned and stunning enough to pull off an over the knee skirt and ablouse unbuttoned low enough to see the top of her firm breasts. Wekissed, not like mother and son, but like former lovers, which seemed toshock the nurses. When I finally stood up, she was momentarily takenaback as she studied me from top to toe."You look like a beautiful young woman," she exclaimed. "I should haveput you on hormones when you were a teenage boy, although then. “Certainly,” he said. “What else is on your mind?”Julia kept her shoulders back while she spoke. She was not the least bit unhappy that her physical attributes had caught the king’s eye.“It is part of what we’re already discussing,” she told him. “As Tyrell grows it will continue to consume more and more of your time – policing it, parceling out land for merchants and housing, providing funds for its development.”“Yes,” Joseph admitted. Administering to the capital was already taking up as much.