He followed her gaze to the table occupied by a brunette woman, who seemed to be intent on watching his wife. When he sat down he put his hand on his ...ifes arm, and looked into her eyes. You can relax, baby, he said. Its all okay now. Well be able to leave and no one will know until its too late. Stacey Ferguson parked across the driveway to the Russells home. They had pulled their car into the garage, and immediately went up to their bedroom, located in the rear of the house. Jonathan didnt. I went up the stairs.At the top was a curtain. I peeked around it seeing an empty dressing room. I walked over to a rack of costumes. I saw one of a WW I officer and put them on in favor of the painters uniform. Then I exited the dressing room. I was greeted by a large hallway lined with multiple doors. I continued down the hall until I found a dressing room marked Claire Dafour. I opened the door. She wasn't there. I went inside and closed the door behind me. Inside was a table with a mirror. 'I'm reallysorry for your loss, God knows I'd be devastated if my grandma died.Well, one of them, anyway. Were you two close?''Not as close as I'd have liked,' I reply. 'She was my paternalgrandmother.' I had to type that message four times before I wassatisfied with its wording- typing 'my father's mother' would not beaccurate under the circumstances, and frankly, 'paternal' is stretchingit a bit.'Oh,' Ian types, being aware of my history with Robert despite himliving in another country. 'I am. "There, there, sweety," I said as comforting as I could, and I knelt down to give her a hug. "Everything is going to be okay." "Kate, the rain was coming down so hard that I decided to just turn around and go out to Mom's another time," Arnie said, coming into the bedroom. He was about my normal height, so he now stood an intimidating foot taller than me. He too was blonde, with brown eyes and was in excellent shape. He was a triathlon sportsman and kept in phenomenal shape. "The roads are.