The Shower     I had just gotten back to the airport and was driving my car home. I was beat, it had been long trip and I was sweaty because the airplane had been hot. I could not wait until I got home to pour myself a drink, rip off my clothes and get into the shower—a long, hot shower is what I really wanted. On the way home I wondered if my daughter JAMIE would be home or out and about. I started thinking about how bea...