Still, in a way, she was insecure about herself, as if that open adulation was only a façade, something she could not really trust. Sylvia was ...lso a terribly jealous girl as far as her love interests were concerned. The first time Chad had hit her was during a nasty scene of jealousy between those two zany hotheads. I didn't know why she wanted to see him again, but perhaps my sister didn't know it either. I saw her blue eyes scanning the rooms for Chad, but Sylvia's boyfriend was. Everyone enjoyed having a decent lunch of sandwiches on homemade bread. There were cold cuts, cheese, peanut butter, and jelly. Just like home. There were two types of soup for those who enjoyed a hot meal. There was hardly any soup left when we finished.I went back over what our objective was and what we would be doing before we began again.I noticed I was getting most of the men from the cook squadron queued up to drive the courses while the afternoon wore on. They mostly wanted to drive the. Sin didn’t make it home in time for the funeral and felt a twinge of sorrow for the relationship he’d never had with his father. Today he was going over his father’s estate, now his, the new Viscount Arden. The estate seemed to be in fair condition, a few changes needed to be made but nothing that required his immediate attention. He approached the back entrance to the hidden glen, deciding to cool off in the pool he had visited often as a child. Tying his horse to a nearby branch, Sin stripped. You've done a better job of it than I have so far." I'm still thinking about what I want to do," she said sympathetically. "I'm wondering if electronic journalism will allow me to do that." To be honest, knowing what I know now, I'd be doubtful. Except for a few top-end people, it's cheaper for the networks to hire producers and the like who are local people, and oftentimes they don't pay much. If you're looking at journalism as a ticket back to Europe, you can pretty well forget it." I've.