” “Oh” he said simply. “Well, I’m sure as hell not goingto say anything, Dad. Um, next time can you close thedoor or som...thing?” “Sure” I said, relieved. He went back upstairs, and fora week or two it was all normal.My next opportunity for the theater room happened twoweeks later. My wife was gone to her mom’s for thenight, and my son was at his friends playing videogames. I made sure no one would be back, and closed thedoors. I fired up the. For now, she took a coat hanger and hung the dress up above the bedsteadwhere John was laying. Once again Joyce had done her measurements well andthe gown drifted down from the hook above to lay inches above the satinsheets.That was the signal for Margaret to grab one side of the net and taffetafan at the bottom and place it, in unison with Joyce, over John's head.It was a cruel encasement in that John could not see a thing but couldfeel the rustle of the taffeta that lined the frock and the. More

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