Ich wollte nicht mit ihr rausgehen, aber da sie genau wie ihre Mutter, meine einzige Schwester, ziemlich hartnäckig ist, bestand sie darauf, dass ich...rauskam und ein bisschen Spaß mit ihnen hätte. Komisch, als ich da draußen war, haben sie angefangen, mir Fragen zu stellen und so weiter.Ich bin neunundvierzig, mindestens zwanzig Jahre älter als alle anderen, aber es schien, als wollten sie einige Dinge aus meiner College-Zeit hören. Ich schätze, es hat sich einiges über mich und meine wilde. Carlos told me to keep my head down putone arm round me and put the other in front of him to protect us bothfrom the cameras as he took me to his chauffer driven limousine and Iclutched my bouquet. I thought of the irony of the situation - Carloswas dressed as a man and I was again dressed as a French Maid.Carlos had the driver take us home but Megan would not open the door. Ithought this was really unfair as it all been her idea but despiteshouting up at her for a while I had to give up as. Jen quickly packed what she wanted from the apartment, and what she wanted from the house. She gave all the other stuff to Bart's family. She sold the house that she and Bart were buying, closed all their accounts, and left the state. She had too. Bart's family was already making her life even more miserable than it was.A month later Jen found a small piece of land with a house just outside of a small town in the middle of nowhere. It was a small house, owned by an old couple, who had let the. "Mrs. Collins! What a surprise!" exclaimed Susan."Miss Perkins," greeted Lacey stiffly."I wasn't expecting you today. How are you?"Ignoring the latter part of the question, Lacey said, "Yes, I know I'm not supposed to be here until tomorrow, but I was hoping you'd have a few minutes to meet with me."She didn't know Lacey all that well, but they were on friendlier terms than this was starting out, and something dropped in the pit of Susan's stomach. It was similar to that pleasant jump when one.