Maybe she was coming over to break up with me in person. I wouldn't blame her if she was coming over to punch me in the face.It was about twenty minut...s before the phone rang. The sound made me jump. I didn't answer it. I wanted to prolong my relationship with Carly a few seconds longer. My dad answered the phone that time and opened my door to tell me it was for me. I thanked him and picked up the phone as gingerly as if it was a bomb I was trying to defuse."Hello?" Sam, it's Carly."My heart. "Stella what are you doing here?"Stella looked up at the huge man who now held his arm tightly."Luke?" he gasped."They told me that you never ever left your apartment?" he questioned."I... Err... Well it's Fiona's hen night and they all insisted that I went!" he answered nervously."Would you like to dance?" But I don't know?" Follow me!" Luke stated and dragging Stella by his arm onto the dance floor.Stella moved in time to the music and as Luke spoke, his words were lost to him, for all he. It was always good to talk to my father, regardless of the reason. Whether it was good news or bad, he always kept a level head and offered good advice. Even though I was fifty, I listened to him and followed his lead. I admired my father and my brother. I was proud to be part of the family.The next morning, I made some time with Sue to discuss Don's situation and what we should plan for. I was confident that between the two of us, we could take over the operation without interruption. Sue was. "I know that you have always been honest with me and with yourselfabout being Rebecca..." Neil interrupted with a wordless syllable ofacknowledgement."... and now it is time for me to be honest with you." I know I am not that passable, at least facially," he told her."It's not that, and from behind with the right corset you do lookconvincing enough. The thing is... it's Rebecca herself. I love you forall the things in your character but also for the all of the dreadfulbits that are missing. And.