Dancy leaned into the bushes and released the trap, freeing the strange thing that reeked of spice."Much obliged," it said as it hurried out onto the ...awn.Dancy peered down at the creature from a stooped position, his mouth agape in stupefaction."What are you?" he asked hesitantly."That's not very polite of you, mister," the small thing retorted angrily. "I'm a who, not a what."Dancy collapsed into the lawn chair as the gnome glared up at him, its arms akimbo."Well then," the man said after. The first part was simple directions for her flight and travel arrangements, times, phone numbers and such. However, it was the last line that really caught her attention “By the way ... you will not be meeting your husband in Las Vegas. On this trip, you are alone, and what may happen will depend entirely on how much you are willing to let go of your own imagination.” The idea intrigued her, as well as left her a little unnerved. Andee's husband often chided her for being such a "Mom" and. During high school Brian had played basketball and Joan was acheerleader. While Megan always seemed to fit right in with the family,Nick never shared the family's interests and while they loved each otherhe always seemed somewhat distant from them. Occasionally Nick wouldhave to help his parents at their store and he always complained. Whilehe picked things up easily and learned a lot about makeup and women'sclothing and shoes, he never enjoyed working there and always did sobegrudgingly. . Felicity’s numbers proved it. She was the second-highest producer on her team, eleven percent above goal only halfway into the month. She was five weeks away from a pay raise and a bonus. Fucking hell.I printed out Felicity’s stats, and filled out a termination letter on Adobe while I waited for Addie to get back on the line.There was a knock on my door.“Come in.”I could tell from the heels alone who it was. And the pencil skirt that just barely passed the dress code. And the blouse that.