i looked back to the woman.

i recognized her.

"amanda?"

"there you are."

she walked to me and kissed me gently on the lips.

"i thought i had lost my husband again.

were you planning your next story?"

why was i remembering everything?

"story?"

she gently tapped my head.

"hello. is my husband in there?"

she kissed me again.

"the stories you have been so busy writing.

it is a good thing that you were able to sell all those old comics you had.

it gives you time to write.

and you are damn good at it, baby.

i think you should try and get them published."

i smiled.

"i don't think they are that good."

"well you are the only one who thinks that way.

i like them and james thinks they are ...

rad."

i knew i had to get them published.

"well, we will see."

"anyway, i have to go to town and pick up diapers and smokes.

you have to look after the baby."

"where is she?

i heard her crying."

amanda smiled.

"she always does that when mommy takes the titty from her.

you know that, sweetie."

i nodded.

"of course."

"oh and baby, we still haven't come up with a name yet for her.

sooner or later we will have to."

"magissa," i said unconsciously.

amanda stopped and looked at me.

"where did that come from?"

i shook my head.

"sorry, just a character for my new story."

amanda thought for a moment.

"magissa kincaid.

i like it.

magissa amanda kincaid."

"i like it too.

we could call her maggie."

"no. people will think of maggie simpson.

no."

she pondered for a moment.

"gissy."

gissy.

i liked the sound of it.

"so you like it?"

amanda smiled and kissed me again.

"i do. very much."

she picked up her purse.

"gissy kincaid. it does have a ring to it.

do you need anything?"

i took a deep breath and looked around.

"no, my love.

i don't need a thing."

i didn't.

THE END