School resumed its normal tedious pace and James went back in feeling chirper, even Pat took notice of the good mood and commented on it.“You scored...right?”“No,” James said as he slammed the locker closed, “And why does everyone want to know, it’s driving me nuts.”“Because, you having a girlfriend is so fucking out there, it’s in orbit.”James laughed, “Yeah, alright. I’d never tell anyway. I like Carrie too much to ever tell stories”“What was it you said,” Pat said mentally searching for the. " She probably needs the money so she can buy the business, Georgie." But Daddy, it's our happy place. We have our holidays there, all together. Don't let her wreck that too!" The tears shone in her eyes.That hurt. After everything she had put the kids through this was another thing eroding their happy memories of us as a family. Just one more thing making them feel that they didn't matter to her. Now, I knew that wasn't the case, but that is not how the children saw it. Once more I saw the. I don’t think I’m going to sleep well here otherwise,” she said, pleading with her eyes.“Oh, sure that’s fine,” he said with a nod.He looked up the road. “Which one?”Stephanie’s expression was bleak as she took in their choices. She’d worked in a number of these motels as a chambermaid, changing sheets, cleaning other people’s messes, envious of those who were just passing through. She spotted a newer building, a two story motel which looked relatively… well cared for. It hadn’t existed when. “Done ... you’ll all be richer than Rockefeller by the end of the day, trust me. What next?” Satan inquired of Monica now.“Esperanza ... I want her to be my personal hell-slave. My sister needs to be taken in hand and I promise to share her with everyone else here. I swear it ... but she needs a sister’s guidance. She just does. Plus, two of you already have two slaves each. No sense in me not having a second, right, and who better than a girl like my sister, who needs my loving discipline and.