A visit with Aubt Ida
Before I could actually do anything about my plan to whore for Al, or do any more of the focused sex stuff with him, his wife Rosalie or my old friend Michael, I got a call from my mom's sister, my Aunt Ida: "I hear you and your mom are not doing so well right now. If you can do it, get on the damn train and come up here and see me. You know where I live, right?" That's all she said, but three days later, I received a round trip ticket in the mail for the Santa Fe train that went right through...