She just began laughing uncontrollably. Martin and Sandra looked at her quizzically. ‘She guessed.’ I said. ‘I had no idea, myself.’ Cindy sai... ‘I did play the odds, as it was better than even that you’d return to the FBI, Martin. While the Commander was observing Sandra and her best friend… the diamond, of course… I was looking at your face, and it suggested relief at having made a decision… and we’re back to the better than even odds, again.’ ‘As to what we are going to tell everyone else,’ I. "Well- you kids have fun," Mr. Powell responds as I and Ollie headupstairs, hand-in-hand- though he releases my hand the second I stepthrough his bedroom door."Ugh," I spit as I slump down on his bed."Take it yesterday wasn't as good as you said?" Ollie asks."Every birthday's just getting worse and worse," I moan. "I swear, I amgoing to go mental if this keeps up..." Well I'll give you some space to do something to make it better," Olliechuckles, leaving the room. I take a long, deep breath. "John saw the very sad look on Mary-Kate's face and that almost broke his heart. "Wait, I didn't mean it that way. I think you two are both very gorgeous girls but you got to remember that I'm married."Ashley didn't give up. She walked closer to John and rubbed her hands on his chest over his black shirt."John we've been in love with you since the show. I mean yes we were both little girls on the show but ever since we can remember we've had a huge and I do mean huge crush on you."John felt his. They all made the right noises."Right," said Deborah as things began to cool down. "Go and get your things in, darlings, and then we'll have a drink."Annette and Harry went to the car and started to bring their luggage in. Annette had most so they dealt with that first and carried up to her room. She stopped in the doorway and gasped, dropping what she was carrying. Gone was her single bed. Instead there was a queen-size double."Harry, darling, do you see what they have done?"He nodded dumbly.