This is your last chance, young lady.“When Kathy again said that she didn’t know, Lisa looked even more angry with her.Jill kept staring again at ...athy and ordered, “You will continue to stand there with your hands on your head and watch me spank mom and then there will be a further discussion, young lady.”With mom across her lap, Jill put the paddle on the floor just in front of her face, which was going to be a constant reminder that it had still to be used again on her bottom, after her hand. Gloria would have still been able to use the place if not for the fact that her sister and husband had just rented it out for the duration of their holiday ... so staying there became out of the question.The police had also firmly established that Gloria’s husband - Blake Benson - was solely responsible for the destruction of the family home. Investigations had revealed that he had been doctoring his time sheets at the construction company where he worked. He had also been buying construction. “Debbie!“ came her mother’s astonished voice.“Well... he can’t!“ shouted Debbie. “It’s not right!““Deborah Jean Franklin!“ said her mother in a too-loud voice. “Where are your manners?!”Smith held up his hand. “There is much passion in this beautiful almost-woman,” he said, looking at her with piercing eyes. “This is America, yes? In this land you speak freely, is that not so?”“Yes!” blurted Debbie. “And I say you should go back to wherever you came from and leave us alone!“ she ended in a. ” No one said a word as we sipped in silence. I settled into the contours of my leather chair and took long slow swallows of the golden brew. Brandy is a distilled version of Chicken Soup for the Soul, and it was soon working its magic as a peaceful amber glow tinted the atmosphere of the room. Alcohol pushed my unspoken thoughts past my lips before I had a chance to silence them.“What the fuck just happened?”“What do you think happened?” Sheila asked she tilted her chair back and crossed her.