"But there isn't anything wrong with us." Isn't... !" Caroline stopped herself. "I think you'd better stay in your room tonight. Are you hungry? I can...bring you something." I'm all right," Sam said. "I'll stay in here." Well... good night, then," Caroline said, and left abruptly, closing the door behind her.Sam picked up the book he'd been reading earlier and settled back to wait. He didn't want to see a therapist, but he didn't really think he would have to. After seeing his mother, he knew. They all went into the house where Benny had put out the makings for sandwiches. It wasn’t the prepackaged stuff, but real lunch meat and cheeses sliced at the deli. The bread wasn’t the typical white bread, but large sandwich rolls from the bakery. There was a fruit salad, a garden salad, pickles, and potato chips. Everyone loaded up a plate and dug in.Having done his bit, Benny sat in a chair eating his sandwich and watching everyone else. He was present, but separate. Everything was pretty. "Larry, you can't say anything. It's a secret. If Kate thinks I told you, she'll never speak to me again!"How in the hell could something like that happen? Right under my nose too. Bill and Kate? She was only twelve years old for crap's sake! She wasn't much more developed than Clara was. And, Bill, he was supposed to be my very close friend. Could he really be sneaking around with my sister like that, behind my back? The only thing that kept me sitting at that table instead of confronting Bill. That way we could eat and run through the presentation one more time.AHHGGG!!! I'm thinking ... no more F'in practice runs!!! She was driving me crazy!! ... losing the argument as expected Kaye arrives at my door, pizza in hand 20 minutes later. And yes ... I'm doing another practice run just as instructed. What is it with PR people anyway, always pushing for more and more. GrrrrrrrrI had been pounding the waters since leaving the pool trying to rehydrate after our afternoon. Add to this the.