It was Wendi. I smiled and waved at her. She shook her head no. I knew why she was upset. She didn't want me to be friends with Carrie. I turned back ...round to await the final name for cabin 4.The coach called, "And Amber Ryans."I got assigned to a cabin with the bitchest of them all-my obnoxious, snobby cousin Amber. The worst thing that could ever happened. On our way to our cabin, all she did was complain."I've gotta talk to the coaches and find out when we're going to get first-class cabins. “Mum,” as she had always referred to her mother-in-law Victoria, had actually increased the frequency of her visits since the break-up. Ostentatiously coming to, “See how her dear daughter-in-law is doing,” but the way she snooped made it plain she wanted to check on what Maegan was doing rather than her state of mind following the break-up. ’Mum’, had always poked her nose in and Maegan had become quite used to her none too veiled criticisms of her less-than-perfect housekeeping but on that. I got tired of the war of attrition and always being on the defensive, so I got together a few lawyers from little country towns and we launched a bunch of “restriction of trade” and “conspiracy to restrict trade” suits. We got enough Federal Courts to rule our way that it started to cost the big guys, so they finally backed off with the nuisance suits. I also started counter suing to recover my legal costs on anything that got thrown out for lack of evidence I stole their intellectual. Clones were treated with rights that ranked just below that of domesticated animals so she guessed the job standards for admittance were lower. Lower still, because finding someone who didn't get worked up into a violent fit by just being in the same room as a clone, was hard to come by. "Who cares about the body. We need a 6 inch section of the spine and if Mrs. Murphy wasn't so adamant about the 3 month treatment of anti rejection medication then we could probably just tear it out of her now.