I wonder if I got drugged or something at the show. No that couldn’t be it. I don’t remember anything about the show or even going into the Conven...ion Center.It all happened so fast. I was in a cab. I was calling mom and then the signal got dropped. The cab turned into a building or something and then drove to a cage. There was a person inside wearing a helmet or something on his head. I figured he was a parking lot attendant or something. I don’t remember anything past that.I can’t move my. "Mitchell looked at Michele and said, "She is holding up remarkably well." Really, quietly walk to the kitchen door and listen."Mitchell crept to the door and put his ear to it and walked back to his wife. "She's crying like a baby." She loves Sally like her own daughter," said Michele. "This is as hard on her as any of us. All we can do is wait."Suddenly the phone ran. Bill rushed to pick up the phone and quickly answered. "Brown Residence, may I help you? Who? Yes, Rosa is here. Just a. Two sisters. Born fifteen years apart on the twenty-sixth day of January. Two different fathers. Two different generations. Two different lifestyles. They’re both stubborn and moody, yet intelligent and beautiful. The Blue sisters have claimed to be as different from one another as day and night. ‘Will you go to church with me this coming Sunday?’ Joella asked as she examined her baby sister, Carmen’s flamboyant attire and accessories. Carmen lit a cigarette and took a long, deep drag from it. "Yes Danni?" Is Rex, I mean, is he, ah, really that special?" I asked."Special?" she inquired. "Special how Danni?" she pressed me to beclearer."I, ah, I mean, do women really, ah, crap Grace, you know what I mean?My sister. The blonde tonight. You say there are others. Y, you. Whatdoes he do to you?"Grace smiled, seeming to enjoy my discomfort, but intrigued at mycuriosity as well.As if imagining what he does to her, Grace sighed, and then explained,"Everybody has something they are best.