The closest they found was the mall manager, who confirmed that the mall had allowed a high-school charity project to use the space. It had never occu...red to him that the school itself wasn't directly involved. He was smart enough to soak up the publicity and not let that fact be known however.Tony just answered honestly. The Wheelchair Project was being done by kids, for other kids. It never occurred to them that they needed a bunch of adults to help. He did praise, by name, the auto-body shop. Trudywarned me from the start, but I said you were a sensible young ladynow."Ashley so wanted to scream but I'm not a young lady!"So what can we find that's lovely and feminine and swishy to wear so wecan prove to Trudy, Daddy, and your dear brother that you're not ahorrid tomboy but Mommy's sweet girl?" She asked almost coaxingly andapparent confident that Ashley really did want to prove he was "Mommy'ssweet girl"Ashley remained sullenly mute."Sweetie, what nice things shall we wear dear?" she. He left the car on the drive in front of the double doors of the house. Thenhe went to the passenger side of the BMW and helped her out. ?I was thinking we should eat first and then I'll give you a tour.? She nodded. When they ate in the large dining room with it's honey stained oak floor,they made little small talk. Conversation fruitful however, he learned thatshe had no man of significance in her life save her father. The rest was idlechatter though. So he took initiative. ?Christine I would. I shrugged. “I talked to her a couple of days before Christmas and she asked about my recovery. She asked how it felt and what they looked like so I jumped on Skype with her and she offered to send out a pic to some surgeons who specialize in that sort of thing. For some reason, the best cosmetic surgeons in the country work in California.”“So you’re now doing topless Skype sessions with Scarlett Johansson?” she arched an eyebrow. “You’re lucky I love you or I might start getting jealous.”I.