It was just how business was done in small town America. Come to think of it maybe it was how things were done among all humans.I waited two days, the... had Sylvia call her assistant to make the initial contact. The suggestion was lunch together at a place of her choice. If not that then a meeting in her office at a time of her choosing. What I did not authorize Sylvia to say, was that there would be a meeting somewhere and soon, regardless of Althea's response.During those two days Sylvia took. Sunday is when we do it. Usually Grandma and Grandpa join us. Half the time we go to their house and the other half they come to ours. Today they were coming to ours and Mom wanted me down there before they arrived.I don't mind family breakfasts, really. Especially not when they're and my grandparents place. They're great cooks. The downside though, is having to spend more time with Shelly. Any time with her is an age wasted.After hanging up, I sighed and headed for the kitchen. I grabbed a can. She loved the nice salary that went along with being the co-star of a top-rated TV show like JAG and she intended to enjoy the ride as long as it would last.Catharine also remembered her very earliest days on the JAG set, the director had given very explicit guidance to wardrobe that they were to make sure that all the actors met U.S. Navy uniform specifications but that they were do everything possible to ensure that Mac's uniforms were "right" but that they also enhanced the shapeliness of. Lexi checked with the neighbors, they say they ain’t seen anyone for at least a couple of days. You think we oughta get a warrant, search the house?’ ‘You think you have enough for a search warrant?’ Greg asked. ‘Nah, not with the goddamn tight-ass judges we got,’ Stan replied. ‘Why don’t you see if you can get an ID of Coughlin’s car, put out a BOL for it?’ Greg suggested. ‘Hey, kid, who’s the goddamn investigator here?’ Stan grumbled. ‘You think I need some snot-nosed wet behind the ears kid.