I know our lifestyle shocks you, but it is the way that we chose to live. We're not trying to corrupt you or anything like that and whatever you decid..., we'll respect your decision." There was silence on the phone. "Listen. Just think about it and let me know. I'll talk to you some more if you want or you can talk to Nancy or whatever your comfortable with. Right now I got to run." All right. Tell Nancy thanks and I'll get back to you." Take your time. One thing I don't want is to feel bad. "She left in a huff, silly tart. I checked the clock, it was nearly noon, so I decided it was time for lunch and wandered up to Gary's office. He was alone as usual, reading the Guardian online."Hey honey, is it that time already." Nearly, I've just had a bit of a row with Jade, you didn't tell me she knew your folks." Only slightly, she lives down the end of the lane in that big house with her mum & dad, I hate them all because they're incredible snobs." She seemed concerned that I was set to. ” “He?” “My husband.” She suddenly broke into hysterical laughter that stopped abruptly when the pain shot through her back. She moaned, her head sagging a little. “I will call the nurse.” “I’m fine, just bring me some water!” The memories of the accident began to flood her mind. Her drunk husband, driving at high speed with a sheepish smile on his face, his free hand slipping under her skirt, squeezing, rubbing, making her feel like a whore, the fear on his face when he lost control of. Will you back me up on that if Greta or the others notice anything between now and then?"There were only a few more weeks of school left, and I struggled to think of what I knew about the coming months that could convince Carrie, or anyone else, of the truth of my story. There was little I remembered about 1962 that I could use, and I wracked my brain trying to find something.It finally came to me a week later when Greta returned 'The Agony and the Ecstasy' to me. She'd borrowed the book over.