i do n't know anything about her early life , or her family , or much about how she met my dad . you could say i 'm a glamour hound , always sniffing . '' she took the flowers with a murmured word of thanks . then she whispered , as if she were sharing a secret , `` i had a fling . '' the goddamned window was a pain in the ass , praise jesus , the arm of his jacket was soaked right through , but he would have to bear up . 