Thanks, gripman. Care to haul some mulch.

New development guys. I do not know what to think here. H came back around 4, very tired and dropped dead on the couch. I was putting some things away and run into a piece of paper in his pocket. It says 'She's in Rm. 121 (already undressed) Thx' on one side and there is a name Elizabeth (not OW's BTW) with a phone number (in a different hand) on the other.

That same name and phone number had been in another paper he had left on the mantelpiece a few days ago.

What do I do now?


"You don't throw a whole life away just 'cause it's banged up a little" Tom Smith in "Seabiscuit"