I had a dream at home ... mommy told me she loved me and missed me, but since she couldn't be there to take care of me and daddy, I needed to help her...find us a new mommy. She said there was someone who loved daddy a lot and I had to help him find her. So when I woke up I drew this picture so I'd remember what she looked like from what mommy told me."Becky didn't know what to say; she just held Amelia as the tears streaked her face.Amelia looked puzzled at the tears."Becky ... don't you want to. ”Jules asked, “What do you think Mooney will do? Do you think they will sell the West Coast to you?”“Probably not. Ken thinks he can resurrect the relationship we were enjoying before this all happened. It’s sad to say, but I don’t care. I want Mooney to continue to succeed and will help them, but I won’t endanger my health or put pressure on my family to help them continue. I could probably run the entire West Coast, but it isn’t something I would wish on an enemy.”“Come on pregnant moms, come. Sir Henry appeared before him like an apparition. He was accompanied by Slow and Polack."Good news about the V and Ws; I'd have preferred the Grendles but..." commented Polack."How did you hear? I only finished talking to Denny an hour or so ago." Aggy, I'm up on the frigate thinking how we can get the 'kiddy' computer into her when half my workparty's PDAs sound off and next thing I know Denny comes up on mine asking for 'volunteers' from the four fifty one for the same job as before without. She said "yes" in a not so assured way. I asked again if she was okay, to which she said something like "that bitch who looks like me left me fucking stranded here." I offered her a ride. She looked at me suspiciously and said no. I said "okay" and continued walking to my car, which was a beautiful 1987 Trans Am. Maybe her change of heart came when she saw what I was driving. She walked up and I lowered the window. She apologized for being so "bitchy" and asked if I wouldn't mind driving her.