The Women in Lucas's life reduced him to a chattering-chipmunk state about
once a month. If not Letty, then Weather; if not Weather, then Jennifer
Carey, mother of his other daughter; if not Carey, then Elle Kruger, a mun
and lifelong friend; if not her, then Carol, his secretary. They were, he
sometimes thought, when he had time to think about it, all crazier than a barrel
of hair. All of them together, and also taken as individuals. But
this, he thought, took the everlasting triple-decker chocolate-fudge cake.
:) 5 *'s