She giggled as she sipped more of her wine."I hope this is Ok to wear? I normally sleep in the nude. But you our my Step Son. I thought this might be ...etter." said Cassie. I just gulped. My hands were getting wet. She walked over to her big purse. She pulled out a trashy romance novel. "I love to read, helps me sleep better. That and a few glasses of wine." she giggled. I got up to turn quickly. I got under the small white upper sheet and just under the worn out comforter. Cassie walked over to. Carleton Page knew he would be out of a job and the station closed if he sold out; the last locally owned station gone. He did work out contracts to sell news stories to the major networks.Hanna did manage to work in questions on my health; she had caught on quickly to the ways of the White House media teams from the few short times she had been there.A one minute cut of Hanna’s story was carried by the major networks. Hanna even gave the paper a little bump by questioning Elmo about ads and. Penny told Bert "Lisa went with Molly to the rally or whatever. Bert, she just couldn't do it with all of these kids."When Bert's teammates had begun arriving, Molly and Lisa had already put clothes on, and Molly saw Lisa crying. "Bert's going to be so disappointed in me!" she wailed."He won't either, Lisa. You're doing the best you can, and you're being very brave. Do you think you can shower on Monday with a boy there and not freak out?" Lisa was crying too hard to answer, so she just nodded.. His mother would give him classics written by Jules Verne, Mark Twain, and Robert Louis Stevenson. He was a frequent visitor to the public library, reading all the Hardy Boys novels and anything else that interested him.At night, after supper, when his father sat in front of his computer and reviewed the financial news, they would discuss possible investment moves that his father could make. His father explained what the stock market was, what it represented, and how someone who paid attention.