There were no celebrities graciously giving of their holiday time. No big name corporate sponsors. Ujamaa, who now managed the shelter for his aging f...ther, spent every spare moment trying to form alliances with other entrepreneurs but most often met with derision in spite of his sincere attempts. His ideas were sound, but most found his gruff manner somewhat off-putting. Ujamaa envied Kuumba’s easy way with people, and harbored more than a little concern about his sister’s future with the. ”“Bradley’s gross,” Andrea interjected.“Worse than gross,” Connie agreed.“Does anyone want to play a game?” Hannah asked, “Maybe skip rope?”“I’m going to borrow Xiomara for a bit,” I said. I leaned forward for another kiss. She was warm, sweet, and smiling. I touched her lips with my tongue but she didn’t open her mouth to let me inside. I retreated. I tugged her fingers as I started walking towards the bed.We didn’t walk fast. I was terrified. I had made a decision and I figured I needed to be. There was a single winner of ?172 million pounds who was choosing toremain anonymous. Even though we lived in Edinburgh and the winningticket had been bought in Southampton, I was fairly sure it was myuncle. Surprisingly, I was reassured by this thought. If it had been myfather, I know for a fact I would never have heard from him again, hewould just have taken the money and ran. But my uncle? There wassomething about him that cried out: 'I am rogue, but I am good.'July 2007 The Web of FateOver. He assumed it was Gail answering the door. He couldn't have been more wrong. It looked like Gail, all right, but it wasn't. He was looking into the eyes of a somewhat older version of Gail. It dawned on Mark that this must be Gail's mother. She then introduced herself and said, "I'm Gail's mother, Linda Davis, and you must be Mark. You look very much like your brother. Have a seat, Gail's still getting ready." At that point, she left the room to let Gail know that Mark was there. When Mrs..