I picked up the phone and called Joyce.“I got the package of papers on Friday, signed them, and sent them to you,” she said after we’d greeted e...ch other.“Cool. How’s your grandfather doing?” I asked.“Good. He’s stubborn, as I’m sure that you can imagine, but my grandmother is even more stubborn. I think you know how we Italian women are!”“Oh, I most certainly do!” I laughed.We chatted for a few minutes, and after I hung up, I wrote out the checks for the bills and put them in the pile of. Since leaving the crèche, Kat had indulged her inquisitive nature whenever possible. In areas like engineering, mechanical aptitude and the physical sciences; areas that had applied to her career as an assassin and whose study interested her, she excelled. In other areas, she was woefully ignorant. For instance, she had never had to conjugate a verb in her life and, frankly, wasn't exactly sure what a verb was. The training in the creche was short on general knowledge and long on training. " It doesn't seem right, though," I argue. "If we're celebrating thefirst week of the band then we should celebrate with the WHOLE band." We'll just celebrate Lauren's birthday, then!" Adeola laughs."We did that on Tuesday!" The flame-haired girl states. "Though a nightout DOES sound good..." No-reason-night-out it is then!" Becca states firmly. "Steph, youstill in?" I desperately try to rack my brains for an excuse, only todraw a blank."I'm... Not really feeling up to it," I say, inwardly. I invited Della Harlow and her Administration people, and of course Chief Moynahan and Chief Griswold came in. Everyone in the overcrowded room chatted as they enjoyed the doughnuts, wanting to know what the celebration was about. At 6:59am, I said finally spoke, and said ‘Let’s watch some TV.’. I turned on the monitor with the remote. Only seconds later, the fun began. ‘This is Bettina Wurtzburg, KXTC Channel Two News!’ shouted the lovely redheaded reporterette, her makeup and attire just a.