She'd been identified by the 911 operator, but hadn't been interviewed yet.Half an hour later, Harper once more thanked the powers that be for nosy ne...ghbors. Janet Grimsley, a seventy-two year old woman, had a son, who had worried about her being alone back home in Oklahoma, where there were tornados and thunderstorms and all manner of dangerous natural situations. So he'd brought her to New York City, where there were muggers and rapists and all manner of dangerous human situations. He was an. The girl blushed a bright beetroot red and glanced from Eilish to the Mother Superior and back again. “What?” the girl asked.The Mother Superior slammed her hands on the desk. “You disobedient ungrateful little wrench,” she screamed at the girl. “Take it off now.”She stood up, and moving surprisingly quickly for a woman of her age and build, she reached round and ripped the front of the smock. The buttons popping as she tore the garment from the girl.“Wicked child,” she scolded as she slapped. I'm so in the closet Ikea is offering to rehome me. I get bullied as it is, can you imagine if anyone figured out I liked girls? It's like a free pass to shun me and 100 new ideas for nicknames.I know what you're thinking, if I'm so unremarkable, and no one knows I'm a lesbian, then why the bullying? Well, that's thanks to genetics. My dear old Mum's family has the brightest red hair you've ever seen. No, brighter than that. Brighter. Even Brighter. No, stop you've got too bright. Just kidding,. Knowing who it was, Will muttered, “That bitch is in so much trouble,” as he stumbled out of bed and slid on a pair of sweatpants. “I am coming, so hold on and get your damn finger off the fucking doorbell, Christy,”Flinging open the door a few minutes later, he saw Christy standing there wearing a big smile and holding a box of doughnuts in her right hand, “Good morning, sexy. I bring a peace offering,” she said pushing past him, heading for the kitchen.Following her to the kitchen, he saw her.