I may go back to sleep. Still awake. IRA idiots tried again. More hitmen from Bah-ston. Must get one to say ‘park the car in the Harvard Yard.’ Go... one to say it. Kneecapped him, but he said it. Then he kept talking. Next on my list: get a Russian to say ‘Moose and squirrel.’ Actor wants me to go drinking with him. Apparently, better than a drug habit. Searched his trailer, his home, his person, his car, and his garage for any stash. Hmmm…. maybe if I suggest a cavity search…. Actor gave me. Isabelle giggled her cute, infectious laugh, vibrating my chest with her sweet, gentle voice. So, what do you guys want to do? she asked, seeming to get more comfortable on my chest. To the basement! Kyle said, pointing his finger in front of him as he led us all out of his room and to the basement. We walked down the stair cases carefully, reaching the basement with a sigh of relief. Once again, there was one too many of us for the sofas available so Isabelle sat on my lap, her legs and head. "Do you remember Rob?" Weena's dad, your grandfather?" Yes. Well, when he died he left everything to me and Sarah, with my dad as our trustee. Part of that is what we're living on in Sydney." I could see that she wanted to say something, so I held up my hand. "And you recall Charlie, the Yank cowboy?" Yes." Well, when Charlie died eleven years ago, he bequeathed almost everything to me and Sarah, too. That's what I learned about today. That's what most of those papers concern. It's another. . we really shall have to do it again soon!" Bye ... you two have a good time!" Miranda grinned and waved to them, and then looked across at Marcus bravely. "So are you ready to leave as well?" she asked lightly.Marcus drained the contents of his glass, which was now tepid and flat. "Absolutely," he nodded standing up.There were several other people still there, and though Miranda had spoken to some of them when she had first arrived, being with Amanda had made it difficult to talk to anyone.