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Life Buoy for an Amputee or an Amputee Who Is a Life Buoy?

... Wendy had worked at our firm for a year when I got an excited call from her. She told me the State Children Welfare Agency wanted to check us out for a whole day on the following day. Two agents would be in our home from nine AM until eight PM. Wendy tried to be her humorous self, joking about how someone must have reported us for beating or starving our kids. That time I couldn't laugh at her humor; I was worried about this situation. Carl and I had a very important appointment, so she had to meet the agents alone. Doris gave Wendy the day off so she could focus on the meeting. Carl and Doris were worried too and sympathetic towards Wendy and me so Carl told me to be home for five o’clock. From this point my fantastic wife, Wendy takes up the story. Chapter 7. Sometimes the last will be the first John went to work and I remained alone with the kids. Becky was now three and Mark, four and half and both were smart, well behaved and healthy. They were perhaps a little more serious than the other children of the same age. I think they acted as if they were a bit older due in part, I think, to my being an amputee. I was planning to invite them for lunch and dinner. I told John I would captivate them as I had him on my twenty-first birthday. John said with a worried smile that I was the brain in our kid affairs. The two agents, both female, arrived right at nine AM and after introductions and ID checking I let them into our home. The older was Mrs. Heather Banks and the younger ...

... was Ms. Kate Fragola. They froze when they saw the unique decor of our singular subway carriage-strip-bar house. I showed them into our children and I told them they had been misinformed as we didn’t beat and starve our kids. They both began to laugh and Kate responded smiling, "We’re very sorry Mrs. Logan but there isn’t any problem with your children, your husband or you. We came to support a court decision with an onsite inspection. We’ll tell you and your husband everything at seven PM tonight. That will be the court's decision what we're going to tell the judge, because we've come to you last. So you’ll know the decision this evening. We don’t want to take away your children, moreover … " The other agent, Heather interrupted her, "Kate say no more please. We’ll tell them everything at seven PM. Please just everything as if this was a normal day Wendy, we’ll ask some questions from time to time. Please don't worry because nobody denounced your family." I was relieved because it was not a matter of concern with our kids, "Could I invite you for lunch or dinner and coffee?" Heather scratched her head, but this time Kate was definite, "Heather we’re doing a complete site survey, so we need to taste the cooking as well!" Heather agreed, "O.K. we’ll taste your cuisine too." I told myself, "Now Mrs. Wendy you’re going to cook them as you cooked your husband." That day was a day off for me so I could do a big lunch with Hungarian strudels and I cooked a whole dinner. They froze up ...