He just wouldn'tanswer the door.Turner opens the curtain and peers through the crack. When he does, hisentire body stiffens.A silver Toyota Corolla is...pulling into the Hamilton family driveway. Itsmetal surface gleams in the sun as it turns into the gate, and a dirtcloud trails it as it pulls up to the house.Turner's eyes widen.He recognizes the car immediately.The car stops in front of the house and the engine quiets.The driver's side door of the vehicle opens.A curly-haired middle-aged woman. "Uh huh..." I mumbled, barely paying attention, enwrapped in the game. I hadn't even looked up. I beat the level I was on, then went into the bathroom. Unsurprisingly, there were hair products and a very light brown sink in there. I looked at the bottles and dug through to the right one; I only wanted to make my hair a little lighter for the first time. As I applied everything and turned the water on, my thoughts drifted to Kelly. After all, she WAS the one who convinced me to do this in the. Ask the coach to hang around in the locker room in case things get out of hand."I had to ask. "You really don't mind if someone else washes my back?"He took one hand off the wheel and patted my knee. "No, not as long as they don't hurt you." He gave me a quick glance away from the road. "It's okay if you ask somebody else for relief, too." You really wouldn't mind?" No. Actually, you should ask someone else, at least a couple of times. That's what The Program is supposed to be about." Only if. "I'll help you clean up in here. I was, after all, partly responsible,"I offered."No, thanks anyway. I'm kind of particular about my bedroom. Besides,if you spend much more time in here with me this morning, you mighthave to service me some more." Oh, I don't mind doing THAT at all," I said laughing."No, I don't mind it either, but you're a distraction. I can't have youlooking at my ass all day," she laughed.I gave a hearty laugh. She handed me my clothes and gave me a huge kissat the door. She.