She had Hank radio for "full backup." That meant that she wanted as many people as possible to come to LS3 and help her celebrate the literal windfall...of goodies. Our computer expert, Margaret, was air-lifted to the site and immediately began hacking into the computer to get to the manifest. In minutes, she had started printing a shopping list like you wouldn't believe. Every woman who saw the list went wild—there was container after container of CLOTHES!Most specifically, there were bras! That. .. application accepted. I’ll lift your curfew. It’s just a temporary reprieve for a month, though, we’ll review it again after that.”He flashed a smile, sincere and warm. “Thanks, Nat. As far as parole officers go, you’re truly top notch.”“Hopefully I’ll be the last one you have.”“Hopefully.”I stamped the application and slotted it into his file.“Done.”“What chocolates do you like?” Liam said a few moments later, leaning back into the seat again, clearly pleased that his application had been. She had a seat in a vacant chair and addressed the family. "Hi, as I said I'm Doctor Cole. I assume that you are his daughters and his son?" Randall spoke up. "I'm just a friend of the family. If you'd like me to leave..." But before he could finish Beth reached up and took his hand."You stay. You're as much a part of this family as any of us." Randall nodded and stood quiet."Fine then," said Doctor Cole. She looked up at Michelle, "Your husband has suffered a pretty severe wound to his chest.". With no areas to compete in I figured that I had no worries.I had forgotten about the poker games.How Phil found out about them I had no idea, but he did find out and he found out I was a member of the group. He started dropping hints to Dave, Frank, Mel and Sam about how much he liked to play poker and eventually Mel mentioned that it wouldn't hurt to have some fresh blood in the game and one night Mel asked the rest of us if it would be all right to invite Phil to join us. I wasn't in favor.