The photo of her with Jack Timberline wasn’t her finest moment, but she insisted that the Marshes hang the picture on the wall in the appropriate ti...eline. It helped keep her perspective and remind her just how close she came to ruining a great thing. Charlotte and Gwen reported to Stanford ten days before the big Labor Day weekend. They had freshman orientation, as well as a week of classes before the Labor Day world premiere of ‘Midnight Lights’. The two girls had agreed to room together in a. Moments after that she started making the automatic little gestures that Darlene remembered humanizing her so well from long ago."Where am I now? Where is my owner? Are you my owner?" Lucy queried in rapid succession. The last question certainly engendered by the fact that Darlene was openly holding Lucy's remote, which she made no move to give back to her yet."You can't be my owner," Lucy stated uncertainly. "Aren't you a robot?" Yes I am," Darlene replied quietly. While robots are said to. Without looking up, she said, "My mother and I had a long heart-to-heart talk late last night. I understand that you mentioned it may be necessary because of what you saw in my father's office. As it happens, you were right. I have been compromised. I did it to keep my mother from having to be involved in those parties with his ugly friends. My father took great joy in giving me very graphic descriptions of what happens at them and what my mother would be forced to engage in. My mother was told. Dan apparently had a knack for bringing outthe worst in him."Calm down, everybody!" I exclaimed and turned the stereo off. "It'salright. We'll have plenty of time to listen to my MP3s on the way toTexas. Let's just get this leg of the journey over with and take Dan toBedford." Why don't you like any good music?" Dan asked in what was hisequivalent to a conversational tone. "Miley has some great songs!" I bet she does," Scott replied in a conciliatory manner. "It's justthat we belong to an.