I was a little annoyed when I heard other people walk in, but it soon passed, this was not my place, and others were welcomed to it. I stayed where I ...as, not turning around to look at the people that had come in, but by the different whispers I guessed there were three of them.When I turned around to finally leave this magnificent place, I faced the men. I knew I had seen the same ones in front of my house, and an uncomfortable feeling crept into me. I tried to ignore it, and walk out, but it. “You told him he would still have a place of honor at your wedding right? I mean you made sure of that right?” She said.“Mom, of course I did. I’m no idiot. I told him he would be at the front table with all of us, the family. But it didn’t make any difference. He looked kind of funny at first, and then started in about how he was always getting shit on and he was tired of it and he was leaving and didn’t want to see any of us again: his meaning my words,” said Mia.“Oh my God. Shit, shit,. ”“Oh gosh, mom! No need to be dramatic. Although I can see Miss Romantic wanting daddy all to herself.”“You are a disloyal bitch, and have many more objectionable traits than my love of ‘Happily Ever After.’ “ Sammie growled at me. “Besides. I’ve been awake for quite a while, and I definitely promise to play nice. No offence, sister dearest, but your tongue can’t match daddy’s finger, and I don’t intend to be going crazy, when he has the cure for what ails me. I solemnly promise to control my. They said that she'd gone into one of her depressions as soon as I was released, and without me there, she was getting into trouble with the governor again. I promised them that the first thing I would do was to try and get new grounds for an appeal, and I acted upon my promise.Now my life had a single purpose. With the help of the income from my inheritance (to which I was now fully entitled), and a few like-minded women I found via the agit-prop pages in Time Out, I began to actively take on.