That much was clear. If I helpedher, in how to dress and some mannerisms, even just a little, she mighthave a chance to grow up unafraid to be herself... It wasn't simply amatter of if I would help her, I had to help her. I could restrict thetimes she could dress up of course, and probably would, but not rightnow.Rachel showed up about an hour after we got home. I watched as Colleenand Rachel sat on the patio talking. I did not to listen in of course,but I do understand body language, and based. If the employees are happy, then our guests will be happy." It's good you were able to get back before I left," I said. "I was concerned about that, although I know we have more good people here that could have taken care of things."Chuck and his family were having breakfast here on the patio this morning. I was happy to see that he and Lisa were back from wherever it was they were. It wouldn't have been good if we had to wait an extra day or two for him to get back. After watching the news. No what I need now was a cunning plan, but my mind was empty. The only thing I could up with was to go to all the parties I could, in the hope he might be there too. Luckily both Janie and I had plenty of friends who would invite us.It was the week after the exams had finished, everyone was in party mood, so I had high hopes of bumping into him. I had dressed down for the occasion; I didn't want too much unwarranted attention, but my dress could be spiced up if needed by undoing a few buttons. She turned away, glanced at it and set it down and turned back to me not saying a word. I looked at her and she let out a little smile and asked, "What?" "I just wondered if maybe that was a text message from Mike already, that's all." "It was." she said. "Come on, let me see babe." I asked. She reached for the phone and gave it to me and I looked. It was innocent and just said 'hi' and asked if we were going down to the Blue Martini soon as he was on his way there. "Well, what are you going to.