. about dressing an 'at... why dun' I take yer to meet somes of the others in here and yer can ask a bit about their stories, y'know how thems got sta...ted. Was theys forced, blackmailed or trapped? Did they have a wicked sister, bruvver or muvver. Did thems have time on their 'ands, an' was they left alone in the house. So many tales! Them's all different but there again them is all the same... if y'know wha' I mean?"Come on... over here. Be quick! Mind that track... it's full And watch that. With a quick smash, George’s Captain Falcon was no more. “Man why does smash always come down to the girls fighting?” Brandon asked leaning over the couch.“I don’t know. You think maybe they’re just better?” George mocked Brandon.“Nah, I don’t think that’s it,” Brandon shoved George’s shoulder.Everyone stopped talking when the smash orb started floating across the screen. Caroline and I immediately pursued the glowing orb. We each landed our fair share of blows. Caroline broke the orb but. She jerked the fuzzy rat from between her breasts and flung him as far away from her as she could. Unfortunately, for Mom, he landed on her head.The stress was too much for Duke. He made a mighty leap and tried to remove the squirrel from Mom's hair. The squirrel, seeing its demise just moments away, made a jump I still can't believe! It landed on Bryan's leg, scampered up his back, and soared to safety onto the garage roof. I would bet I would never see that particular squirrel, ever. 'Of course it was me. Who did you think it was?' I said letting the day's anger into my voice.'Ron. I thought it was Ron come back. We'd just had a blazing row before he left.' She came up to me and put her arms around me and rested her head against my chest. 'David I'm so sorry. I'd never say that to you. You're the only thing that's making this holiday bearable.'Automatically I wrapped my arms around her. Once again my world was turned upside down. From a peak of emotion down into the depths.