Archive for August 11th, 2009

We were sitting together on the sofa when his brother called – I was folding towels.

After G talked to Wayne for awhile, he asked to speak to me. Wayne looked around the room and said I wasn’t there and he didn’t know where I was.

Turning to me, Wayne asked if I knew where Jean was.

“I’ll take the call, Hon.”

“Are you Jean?!”