that morning City in her flowers spread and and her small framed house in Glenwood kids mother had raised her wavering had to ask to demand and what was she to do she to you anyway and not to say not to answer that rightful question with it's rightful answer now after all the years of silence and discretion. not to say we lay in each other's arms for 8 years we felt passionate to tell her that her daughter Kathleen had been a mountain climber with careful hands moving with Gino toward a precipice ledge by ledge definitely. that they had held each other trembling tight together. that they lived inside each other's body and soul for 8 years. they had planted flowers baked bread bookcases to say that their lives were the same as everybody else's to say their lives had been different! once I got a romance to me more than a mystery how is in the front page 10 years later in a bar called daily planet two women met and eventually fall in love discover that their individual striking has always been part of the same cycle mythic movement of time. I still say it's a romance so I'm going to change that it's a romance hope it is.