She stopped, his body was taken care of but she seemed to realize that he had suffered far greater damage through the attack. She knelt on the bed, legs folded under her, and once again wrapped her arms around him. She sung wordlessly as they rocked back and forth, holding him as he cried. Slowly the pain fled, leaving him empty. He felt betrayed, by a world that claimed to cherish freedom, by his family and by his beliefs. All had turned their backs on him. She stroked his hair, reminding him that one person could still care for a stranger. He looked up and once again tears clouded his vision. This time however they could not mask her beauty or grace. It was a natural beauty, full of life and promise, not like the pinup girls of centerfolds or the anorexia of runways. Her hair was unkempt, but stylish as it glowed in the moonlight from the large window. In the dark he couldn’t tell it’s color, or that of her eyes, but it didn’t matter. It was her power and radiance that inspired him. They were sloppy eaters. I had no idea how the same things got all over Julie until I saw certain grubby paws reaching out for her. Obviously my mine canaries had given her an approval rating that was way up in the stratosphere and climbing. Julie had no issues with the mess. It was all part of our outing. She was the one who took the girls into the washroom to clean up as much as was feasible without a bath and a change of clothes. I’d deal with that when we got home. Eventually, of course, it had to end. ‘Thank you, Julie, for a lovely day. I promised to have the girls home by six, and I guess it’s time to leave.’ ‘Thank you, Julie,’ Frances nodded gravely, ‘having you here was fun. Can you come again?’ ‘If that’s what your dad wants, Frances.’ ‘Can we? Can we, Daddy?’ ‘We’ll see.’ Julie went her way and I got the girls home and into the bath. Stacey tossed me their clothes and asked me to take them down to the laundry while she finished cleaning the girls. By that time, her job.
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