“Are you okay?”“I’ve never felt better in my life! Brad asked me to marry him and I said yes! Mom and Dad, I’m getting married!” She cried...out. Abby brought up her left hand. “Look, look at my engagement ring, isn’t it beautiful?” Scott eyed the sparkling diamond.“It certainly is! We’re so happy for you sweetie,” Scott agreed, holding her hand to examine her new jewel. They hugged tightly again as Vicky joined in. Tears of happiness pooled in her eyes and Vicky wasn’t far behind.“What’s wrong. I just hated not having my own nest."I knew. "Charles' company can get him a hookup so that you can talk to her. She needs to know you love her." Strange. A man is telling me that I need to tell my daughter that I love her by telephone. Will wonders never end?" I wish you well, Jennifer. Call when you can. We'll email daily. It would be nice to have the insurance card from Daniel's company. She's OK, but checkups with the dentist and physicals are important." I'm sorry I didn't think of that. I. But when she heard her own voice answer thephone and Willow laughing at something in the background, shehung up. If Willow was happy, how could she go back and destroythat happiness. She couldn't. If Willow was happy with animitation of her, than that was the way it had to be. Her fatherwas right. She wasn't worthy of happiness. Losing her body andher life and especially Willow all in one night proved that to herbeyond any hopes her fragile ego could find.Tara found a job at a local French. We attached a chain to it. Dad guided it as I pulled it away and to the back of a little strip center. We left it there after retrieving the chain. Jack had gotten in the passenger seat. I said, "Jack, how good a shot are you?"He stammered, "I don't shoot. I never have." Then you sit in back. That is the shooter's seat."He grumbled but got in back. "Your wife was up there before." Yes, she was. She is a great shot as is Dad. That's why you moved back." I paused a moment and added, "By the way,.