"I'll be comin' home to you, love," I heard Norma's voice crooning. Not even the shower could drown out that voice. It was classical. I flipped the channels again, and stared blankly at the screen.
I watched quietly as the people on the screen danced and laughed. It was a music video. Three winsome boys kicked at each other and ran back and forth across a beach in diving suits. They were all too thin, and the taller two of the trio struck me as down-right wiry. Over my eyes, they were floating in detached pictures. Whole sketches formed in my mind, and I turned the channel.
Norma stepped out of the shower, and called for me to go on to bed. Maybe I could dream something up in the night. So, I rolled over and pulled a blanket over my head. I heard Norma clicking the lights. She patted my back.
"Nighty night, Jess."
"Night, Norma," I said.
"Night, Wilbur," I said more loudly, so that he could hear me wherever he was.
"Night, young'n," I heard Wilbur snort. I smiled to myself. God was blessing me. I would find them, and I would be happy. He already put me in tact with the right people, now if only we could make the right decisions…..