Before leaving for dinner with her friends, I asked herhow it felt. “It’s just a little strange, notuncomfortable but when I move it kind ...f makes metingle.” I embraced my wife and whispered in her ear,“There is more to come, but don’t be alarmed. You willunderstand soon enough.” She looked back at me with aquizzical somewhat worried look on her face. Ireassured her that everything would be ok and we headedoff to dinner.A limo arrived to pick us up and drive. For more than two months, Heather had been having dinner with John, on the average of once a week. He had difficulty getting away more often than that, for in addition to overseeing the preparations for the haunted house with the SADD kids, he coached girl's basketball, a fall sport in Spearfish Lake. It had gotten so dull for Heather that she had even gone to some of the home games, although she wasn't any kind of a sports fan."How was the trip to Minneapolis?" John asked."A little more. More

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