Scarlett loved her salad. I hoped never to see Marge or her evil spawn again—not alive, anyway. XXX Scarlett had removed all of Lori’s clothes from the dresser and closet and had folded everything. Heavy thick muscles just slow you down and they can restrict your movement. At first she seemed to be disoriented, but settled down when she saw my face. I noticed that Scarlett seemed a bit down. We agreed on that, salad—Scarlett’s with hot bacon dressing and mine with bleu cheese–and the prime rib medium rare with baked potato. A quick combing of my generally unruly hair and I checked to make sure that I had handkerchiefs, wallet, and keys before walking to the living room to await my date. Currently that operation was at the rear of my one factory.
