With the added weight of all the plaster, there was no way that either Mom or Em could lift me. Dad took the training that everyone else in the family...had, but even with that it took us a couple of tries before we got it right. After sitting up in the chair for the past few hours and then all the jockeying around to get to my room and into bed, I was exhausted.“Everyone out. Let me get Jake ready for bed,” Mom directed. “You don’t have to go to sleep now, but let’s get you out of your traveling. " Oh, you won't have to give anything," she answered. "For one reason or another, this one's on the house. But remember this -- you'll still be yourself on the inside regardless of outer appearances. You're still just you where it counts." If this is some superficial lesson in how 'beauty is only skin-deep', you can spare me the sermon," the man scoffed. "I learned all I need to know before you got born!"Silently smiling, Dannie plucked a long strand of hair from her head. Gazing deep into the. Oh, the Valley was a tremendous area all right, but a few thousand miles separating them would be a hell of a lot better, especially between shrewd Shirley and herself. Her mom had probably turned over in her grave, poor darling, and there was no question but what that blonde whore had daddy well on the way to becoming an alcoholic. Of course, he realized his mistake now, after it was too late ... saw her for what she was, but she'd already sunk in her fangs. No matter which way he turned, she. She drank the half of the bottle with just one gulp. “Wahoo, you didn’t do that before, that was too much! “ “You don’t know me big boy. Not yet. Fuck, I hate her ” “’Fuck’, I didn’t know you had such words in your dictionary. Remember about teaching me how to be a good polite boy. “ “It just came out, and the hell what’s wrong, you’re 25 years old now. “ “I know. It’s not a big deal, l but don’t you remember those lectures about being polite when I was a kid. I thought I was talking to my.