Dinner’s over. Showers are over. Expecting nothing on email of any critical nature.Bedtime. Playtime. Loving and squealing and growling and humming ...ime.I love my mates and I love being in my own home where we’re safe and secure and can love each other in every way.A good night’s sleep, interrupted by the music of the alarm signaling the beginning of a new day. We’re up and active. Deena and I fix breakfast because Bill’s due at his office by eight and he likes to show up earlier than. ”“I don’t have any money for home improvements,” she said.“We can figure that out in the morning,” I said with a smile.I spent the evening playing video games with the two boys. Mark the oldest was ten and Simon the younger was eight. They beat the shit out of me on their games. Then they accused me of throwing the games. I didn’t throw them of course.At 3AM there came a pounding on the front door. First I called the cops, then I opened it to a drunk Max Hardcase. He pushed his way in and. More

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