Any child would be lucky to have you as a teacher.” “If you’re referring to my clothes, I only dress like this for conferences,” I explained. ...��Usually I’m more ‘casually’ dressed.” “No,” he said. “It’s not your clothes. It’s you. I can see that you really care. When I walked into your room, I could see your love for your students. The way your walls were decorated. How you were hanging their work with such care. The fact that you stayed late to meet me instead of going out on a Friday night.”. I muttered a few choice words as my eyesquickly adjusted to there being light. To try and calm my nerves I did aquick walk through the office to make sure no one was working late,luckily for me there was not a single person.While making my little tour I came across a giant bowl full of popcornfrom one of the local businesses with a folded piece of paper that hadmy name on it. After processing what I was looking at I began to laugh,how stupid do these people think I am? Once I got in my last. After I had the money thanks to Dotty the ink would fade till it was unreadable. The Army had no reason to know of this money. It was eventually divided between my staff and the Girls. I won't say how much lets just say excess of 7 figures. With the help of the Realtor I got all the utilities and phone turned on. One MBR was down stairs. There was a hall bathroom just outside the living room. Up stairs there were two bedrooms that shared a Bathroom. Across the hall was the upstairs bathroom. "My wife was called into work this morning, so your sister's watching our kids for us. But I'll bring her over this afternoon." Alright then," Dr. Payton said briskly, "let's get to it."The cop nodded and also became all business, pulling a small note-pad from a back pocket. "All right, Mark," he said soberly, "tell us what happened."I took a deep breath."I was looking for my sister." It's been pretty tough for both of us, since our mom died. But Mom and Sharon were really close; like best.