Already she seemed to show great difficulties with adapting to expatriate life overseas. She hadn’t really wanted to go to Japan at all, but being a...‘traditional Southern girl from North Carolina’ felt she needed to accompany and support her husband, even into the gates of Hell, which for her Japan nearly qualified. Shinju, I think recognized this, and gave her best efforts in offering herself as a friend who could be with her and help her adjust to her new and rather strange life. ************. I always want to keep my guests happy. The weather is supposed to be good for the next few days, although it might ra...”I interrupted him with, “Jake, let’s sit. We need to talk.” I headed to the picnic table with just a bit more swish in my backside than usual.Sounding a little concerned, Jake asked, “Okay, is there a problem?”I sat at the picnic table, and Jake sat across from me. I folded my hands in front of me, “My son is spending a lot of time with your daughter. As his mother, I want to. "When I turned around I saw him for the first time that day, he was wearing the same shirt that yesterday and he looked like he hadn't slept at all, with deep shadows under his eyes and a troubled expression. When he saw me I could tell he deeply was surprised by my looks but the overall sadness covered everything up and he lowered his gaze. I felt horrible inside but tried to keep up with the charade."We'll talk, but first you must have breakfast." I set in front of him an omelet, fresh cheese. She was referred to as ‘The Princess,’ or more often and appropriately, ‘The Ice Princess,’ due to her prissy, and allegedly nasty, nature. It appeared that she was as rich as Brandon – perhaps even more so. No one, it seemed, had ever been able to befriend her, much less woo her. Catherine was a loner, arriving and disappearing without any interaction with the other students. She seemed very isolated in her pristine world of high society and wealthy aristocracy. Of course Brandon was very.