"We'll be in the car most of the time, won't we?" She asked, tentatively.Deciding she didn't have a suitable jacket to wear I agreed that we would be ...n the car most of the time.Trisha welcomed Becky as if they were best friends, commenting on how nice she looked and asking about her classes at school. We talked amiably until Greg drove into the circular drive, saying he would let us out in at the front door and then park the car. Becky's reaction when she saw the house was noticeable to me but. His father said goodnight and left for one last check on our two-year-old girl. “Nighty night short man,” I said, using my favorite nickname for him. “Goodnight mommy.” I had walked to the door and turned off his light when a voice came from the darkness. I gave an exasperated sigh and turned the light back on, remembering how I did the same thing to my mother as a child. “Yeah Ben?” “Can Joey come over tomorrow?” “I’ll let you know in the morning honey.” “Okay.” “Goodnight Ben,” I said as I. I had worked hard for everything we owned and he had run through it like it was nothing. Now he was literally on his knees crying and blubbering like a baby."Baby please. I need your help." He sniveled. I looked at his handsome face, and saw the weakness and fear. I looked up at the man called simply "Charles"."How much does he owe?" I asked softly.He handed me a piece of paper. I almost threw up. I stared trying to make sense of it. "How is this even possible that he owes you 60,000 dollars?". .. that's Mrs. Sovert's voice!"Debby smiled and placed a hand on the woman's arm. "Please, call me Debby. I don't like formalities. So may I call you Mary?" Mary?" Richie said, raising an eyebrow.The woman's lips twitched into a demure smile, and she shifted in her seat. For a split second, light glinted off gold near her breasts."I saw the pendant!" Diane cried. "That's her! That's Mrs. Sovert!" Yes, Mary is fine," said Penny. "I just want to know ... is this something normal?" What the fuck.