"Do we really want to back through the St. Lawrence?" Wendy asked."What are our choices?" I asked the foreman at Palmer Johnson."The Mississippi or th... St. Lawrence," he said."The Mississippi sounds like fun," Wendy said."You would be best served pulling the masts until St Louis," he said. "The lowest bridge has 100 feet of clearance between the bridge and the water at low water. Your tallest mast is 87 feet. At that particular bridge there has been high water 17 feet above normal. The spring. Mumtaz had never been to Alex’s house. It was a huge mansion. Mumtaz wasn’t surprised as she knew Alex was a con man. She parked her car and walked through the open main door. There were hardly 10 to 15 people inside, including bearers who carried champagne in glasses.Mumtaz could observe the eyes of all the men and women inside lock on to her. Alex rushed to aid, carrying a glass of champagne.“Welcome, my cool lawyer,” he giggled, “Wow, never thought you could dress to kill.”“Well, thank you!”. She made toast. She poured three glasses of orange juice."You're being like mom," Amber said with a mouth full of Captain Crunch.Nicole smiled."Thank you sweetpea," Nicole said, kissing Amber of the forehead much likeAmanda had done her."Um...Amber's not sweetpea, you are," little Kayla said. "She's punkindrop!" Oh yeah..." Nicole said, forgetting Amanda's pet name for Amber."Thank you, doodle-bug," she said, kissing Kayla on her forehead afterremembering her name."Nikki, can we play Barbies?". Even in his highs and lows he persevered and always had a smile on his face. But he fought for whatever he wanted in his life and boy did he get some. He wasn’t good looking but he had an aura about himself.He was smart, witty and knew how to hold up a conversation with the pretty girls during his school days. Aryan wasn’t a shy person but had a personality of larger than life. His friends called him the life of the party. From a very young age, he wanted to become very successful in life.He.