His take was that he was committed to his wife until death do they part while he was only responsible for Cathy until she turned eighteen. Sorry kid, ...our mother comes first regardless of whether she is right or wrong.Cathy’s mother hated Sandra. She thought Sandra was a sneaky conniving witch and was going to lead Cathy even further astray than she already was. This was kind of far fetched because her opinion of Cathy was so low that it couldn’t get any worse. The two girls couldn’t get a. You can’t really be jealous.And why not? Annie asked. Because I hardly know her, that’s why. And besides–shelaughed, aloud–this isn’t what it looks.Oh, really? Then tell me what it is, then.Denise grumbled, “Just wait and see.”The women immediately became engaged in a spiriteddiscussion, having nothing to do with the machine. Thecopier ran on, ignored. Standing before Jane in a waythat confirmed Denise’s fears, Kristen raised both herhand and her. Er, well, you know."Cassie smiled wanly. "It's okay, I've sort of come to terms with that now. You don't have to tiptoe around it anymore."Jason managed a smile. "I just want to be nicer to you than maybe some other people have been."Cassie's smile became more natural. "That's really sweet, Jason, thank you. No wonder Melinda's crazy about you."Jason looked at her in surprise. "She is?"Cassie giggled. "Yeah, boys really are the last to know, aren't they? Of course she is." She paused. "I. They ate a small, but technically impeccable meal, Bob was still fucking ravishingly starving after they finished; they were all drinking excellent Irish Coffees at fifteen dollars a mug when an half a dozen impeccably dressed young Asian gentlemen and ladies entered the front door.Bob, and strangely inside, Helen, froze, then Bob told Edward and the kids quietly to head unobtrusively to the outside and we would meet them in a while. Max motioned to the kids to remain, Bob looked at him.