...what am I doing? Susie....” My face is hot. It must be red. There’s a big weight on my chest.“What’s wrong Mrs. Lacie?”That same question...again, oh my God, “Susie....” I’m actually feeling guilty.“God, I came in here like a whirlwind, and I did treat you like my doll...I'm sorry!”Nothing but a giggle…and your smile hasn’t changed at all...”It's ok Mrs. Lacie.”I fall back onto my haunches, both knees on the floor, resting my shoes on the balls of my feet. Don’t tell me it’s ok!“But God, look. It made a hell of a row. Some of the golf club’s member waiting to begin their rounds on the first tee didn’t look too pleased until they realised who it was. One group of them even applauded as she walked across from the ‘copter to the club house.The meeting started on time, as planned.Sally welcomed everyone. Johannsen spelled out what she hoped to achieve with the meeting and explained how important she felt the work of the Home Office had been, how successful DOSA and the MCF were and her. Yes. OK. Love ya too. Cindy hung up and looked at us."So get this. The wind and rain brought down a tree on Hazlin Road. The parents think it's safer if you stay here. I told them no problem. What else could I say? So welcome. Make yourselves at home." I've got the king bed," Sandy yelled."Me too?", Johnny."I don't know about everyone else, but I'm going to be in my own bed tonight." Is that all you're going to be in?" Funny Sandy. Who knows now that we have so much more time."Since Sandy's. He'll want the job I'm sure. He's getting up there, but he's only fifty-five and will probably be ecstatic to run a park again. Will he be able to use the owner's house or will he need to get a mobile home." He should use the owner's place. The house will be empty as soon as we close, which should be this week."Tiny called his dad, and twenty minutes later, a slightly smaller version of Tiny came through the door. He introduced himself to me saying his name was Charlie and the lady following.