Coming out of the shower, I stroll to bed, tucking myself under the covers without minding what Jerol is doing in the closet.

Nothing has ever been so vexatious in my life before like this. I haven't sampled any drop of harmony during the day and there is absolutely no sign of it up until now. Not even in the near future.

How can this be?

Of all the people he had to beat his siring problem with, it had to be me? Ooh, hell! God, you really screwed me up real bad this time!

I have mulled over options throughout the day, fathoming of his reaction the moment this...