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to chastise Jesse, they saw how many ants were on the sidewalk and floating about and changed their minds.
    They looked into it further. They put out the fire Jesse started, but then after labeling it contain ed, they ignited more flames. Because the ant farm didn’t descend two feet like Jesse claimed ; it measure d a depth of five feet .
     
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    Some would argue her case, but Bret stood firm that she was a hypocrite in the truest form. Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. Primarily, her grossly exaggerated self-description was based on her career. Three nights a week, midnight to five, Bret worked as radio talk show host on a huge Christian b roadcasting station, delivering biblical advice and quotes to live by in regards to viewer problems and daily events. Did she know The Bible that well? No. She hada kick butt producer who was fast on the keyboard with an awesome Biblical program.
    She wasn’t th e religious woman she portrayed; she had a strong belief and faith in God, but just not staunch.
    A mother young in life, she considered herself blessed. If asked , motherhood was the one thing she did correctly.
    Her personal life… another story.
    She divorced the father of her children when the twins wer e born but didn’t meet Jesse until years after.
    Jesse Long was , without a doubt, an oxymoron—in Br et’s eyes. Long for a last name…s hort on thinking. He was b ig, strong, and at times almost handsome. His physical attributes were what attracted her to him right away, that and his weird sense of humor. It wasn’t his level of intelligence. Jesse operated on a different level than most when it came to brainpower application. Reading wasn’t something that he did. H e never claim ed to be an Einstein, which was an endearing quality. If a task was at hand, he thought obscure ly and slowly before he did something. He listed things in his mind. Plotted them out. He tried to eliminate mistakes before they happened. Jesse’s b iggest problem in life was his tendency to speak before thinking. Bret claimed he never put that thinking cap on straight, because he’d spout forth or act o n his emotions first.
    Were they happy in their marriage? In a sense. They lived their lives as they should. Aside from her sons, the only other male that played a predominant role in Bret’s life was Chuck. In fact, Jesse introduced them. Chuck worked as a newspaper reporter for the Johnstown , Pennsylvania paper, but he was originally a disc jockey there. Chuck’s career record wasn’t the reason Jesse introduced him to Bret. Chuck was the brother of someone Jesse worked with. Since Bret was ‘Divine’ , the top advice woman at a Christian station, this coworker asked Jesse if Bret could help Chuck. Chuck had recently lost his wife and two daughters in a car accident.
    Jesse obliged in the introduction and the rest was history. The friendship was in its third year. Bret and Chuck didn’t see each other nearly as often as they communicated through email and the phone. They had a strong friendship.
     
    The ant incident left her itchy and unable to nap before work , and Bret was anxious to get to the station early to access the resources the radio station had. Howe ver, she got caught up in an on line chat with Chuck.
    “Shit,” she typed. “I gotta go. Show starts in ten minutes.”
    “I’ll be listening.” He typed back. “I have to drive to Erie.”
    “Careful,” s he jotted, then quickly signed off as her producer entered the room. “Hey, David,” she said.
    David gave her a sideways glance and odd look. “You okay ?”
    “Yeah, yeah.” Bret waved her hand. “Just had a really strange thing happen today. That’s all. I wanted to look up some stuff on our resource center, but I got caught up with email.”
    “If you need me to help , let me know.”
    “I will. I’m probably going to ment ion it on the air. Maybe one of the listeners knows something.”
    “What is it?”
    “Ants.”
    David snorted a chuckle. “Ants.