Diary, I woke to a hand jostling me; I roused from the depths of sleep. I cracked my eyes open and blearily looked at ... Mom. Sandy.“If Heather’s...going to ride to school with Charlie, she’s got to get a move on,” she whispered.That snapped my brain into gear. Today is Heather’s first day at university! I sat up a bit to find her. Oh. That’s right. There are five of us in the bed this morning. Fortunately, Heather was the girl snuggled into my left side. I shook her; her eyes popped open.“Time. Sure, she'd had a few boyfriends, but they were just friends really. She knew about sex, but really wasn't interested. Not that she didn't feel urges, she just wasn't interested.She remembered the time she had made out with Sam at the school picnic in high school. They had sneaked off to climb boulders and found themselves a cave to explore. Since they were both breathing hard, they had decided to stop for a rest. He'dshowed her a picture he kept in his wallet which he said reminded him of her.. He did apologize to his wife, but didn't take back his comments.I managed to ask Lady Elizabeth to dance once under the watchful eyes of her husband, and that went well. She, like everyone here, seemed to be comfortable dancing. Once I had finished my dance with Lady Elizabeth, it gave the all-clear for others to ask the both of us to dance. I, as expected, was the worst dancer there, and a couple of the ladies made comments that they expected me to be a better dancer. I even had a few offer. ” I looked down at the page again. “A thousand shares?”“One per cent of the company. Yes.”“But I thought it was privately owned.”“It is. You can’t buy these shares on the stock market.”“So ... How?”“Do you remember who I said you were descended from?”The light dawned and I nodded. “William Phipps,” I said, now understanding the real significance of what he’d told me earlier.“Exactly. When he died, Phipps left his shares in the company to his three daughters. And those shares have continued to.