So, how are things with the family?" Lara switched lanes and subjects as their exit approached. "The usual. I'm such a disappointment." "No, you're no.... They don’t say that." "Not out loud, but it's definitely what they think." She considered. "Okay, not Evan. But the rest of them." "I've never understood that." Lara turned onto Route 1. "I know they're into sports, and that takes talent and work. But you have talent and you work hard, it's just different talent. So I don't see how they can be. A few nights of the bar scene would recharge his batteries, although they took a totally different charge than Jenny's.He was remembering some of the classic evenings he'd had in San Francisco over the years when the phone rang. "You'd better get it, Blake," Jenny said, coming out of whatever private reverie she had.The first sound of the voice in the receiver made Blake's heart sink: it was Fred Knox, Jenny's agent, and that almost always meant trouble, any more. "How's it going, Blake?" Knox. ‘I was busy. You were busy…’ Rushing the platform, Bill the Invader lifted himself half out before Faith pushed his shoulders away. Grabbing her wrist, he pulled her, head first, into the water and scrambled up. Now Bill sat dangling his legs, watching Faith tread water. ‘One point for a takedown and two points for a reversal,’ he grinned at the frowning woman. Hoping for a truce and a reopening of negotiations, he held out his hand, and offered, ‘I think we need to make peace if we’re going. I could see the others were on the edge of tears themselves and it took a good ten minutes before Gina regained her composure. Now she walked around the square, gravelled courtyard with the rest, pointing at features or commenting on something new that caught her attention. I waited patiently with Anna and Brandi at the cars. Whenever Gina turned to look at me now there was her familiar smile, getting larger every time from each new discovery. Anna was talking, but I had to ask her to repeat it.