Leanne walked into the house, talking as she rounded the corner. Her conversation stopped when she saw how I was dressed and I could see her wondering...wether I was wearing boxers or shorts. She slowly gathered her thoughts but I could see that her eyes kept sneaking down to look at my package (bingo-part 2 of my plan was a success). She was having a hard time keeping track of our small time conversation about this and that. I laughed and I think she knew I was enjoying her discomfort. Even. She agrees that is great and then she says how much is this going to cost me?Now this woman was born with great cooking skills and I laughed saying oh wow, I’m thinking quite a bit, maybe two, no three home cooked meals will do it fine.She looks at me and starts laughing admitting that when I said two, no three she thought hundreds instead of meals and she agrees to that halfheartedly.Now Aunt Vicky is younger than my mother with no children yet she always says but it’s getting late for her to. When Hannah opened it, Miranda saw the silver and crystal gleam from across the room. There were 2 crystal teardrop earrings, a silver necklace that looked like lace with crystals set in patterns throughout the silver, and a matching crystal bracelet. It was perfect. Hannah threw her arms around their mother with total abandon. ‘Mama! Oh, they’re so wonderful. I don’t know what to say!’ She said through tears. ‘Oh, stop your crying, dear!’ Beatrice said with mock reproach. ‘You’re going to. .. do realize that. Now. Hadn't thought about it before. Why is that?" I don't know. Something's happened to us. I know that much. Dimly, uh, intellectually I know we've behaved differently since we got here. You'd think we'd be freaked out by all this, but everyone's taking things in stride. I—did they do something to change us? If so, why are we okay with it?"Candice thought for a bit.You know, he's right. I feel different. But ... better. More carefree."Does that mean you regret coming.