We visited several stores and every time the poor clerks looked at my mother like she had two heads and they looked at me and felt sorry for my utter ...mbarrassment. Finally, my mother decided on a dress that I hated and bought it. I wanted to take a scissor to it and cut off the sleeves, cut the high neckline down at least 6-10 inches and then cut off about a foot from the bottom, but knew that I didn’t alter it in any way because she would be up waiting for me when the prom was over.Patty’s. When I got into my house, the first thing I saw was Dad laying on theground with a beer bottle in his hand."Dad!" I exclaimed, dropping down next to him. "Dad! Wake up!"He groggily sat up. "Ugh... I guess I drank too much." He swatted me awayand I backed up a few feet."You alright?" I asked from a safe distance."I'm damn alright. Now go make me some dinner. That whore sister of yoursain't here."I swallowed my anger at what he called Allsion. "Where is she?" Work or somethin'," he replied. Patsy beamed at him and slipped her hand further up his thigh.Kim scowled at the two of them from accross the table but she took the cheap whisky Dave poured her and drank it down."Mmmm," she said, "Yummy! But not much of a kick to it, hey Patsy? I'm not even buzzed yet." Yah, whazever! The games jus' gettin' started!" Patsy declared. That pretentious little bitch! Patsy would see her drunk under the table if it took all night! With a little help from Keenan, she thought as she inched her hand. Looking carefully out toward the road and around on my driveway, I did not see anyone. There was nothing tripping the cameras around the side of the house or back yard.Talking quietly I asked, "May I see what you have that I can order please?"Cassie did not miss a beat as she pushed the order form through the door. I looked it over and they had almost a full page of orders from the houses and farms all over this area. All of them were in different hand writing. I recognized at least two of my.