When he had driven the shy young man home from the AA meeting those many years ago. Just once to feel the physical passion that only men seemed to possess. But he had never done anything like this. With single women who were always looking for more than he could give them. He had engaged in a few flings over the years. The prospect of losing his daughters was unthinkable. He only stayed with her for the girls, as well as to avoid the economic holocaust of divorce. The temperature within the car's cockpit began to plummet, and Josh could feel the icy air working its way underneath his parka and down to his skin. He still remembered the ad in the Metro Times: The house was a glowing oasis of warmth against the cloudy, frigid nighttime sky of Michigan. Josh Norris looked across the street at the doorbell, still a light year away.
