Wait a minute.’ Linda whispered to me and I nodded. ‘Linda’s going to bring me up. She doesn’t want me to drive for a while. We’ll be there ...his afternoon. Take care of Mom till I get there.’ I held Linda and kissed her. ‘Thanks Sis,’ ‘You need to be there Lisa and they are family. I’ll call home and let them know what I’m doing and we can leave right away.’ We threw some things into a suitcase and left within the hour. Linda made sure that I was all right and kissed me before she headed for. We know Susan is prepared to get into most things from what you have told us, so lets push her a little further. This evening when Susan gets in, you must introduce Clare and myself to her, but I want you to tell Susan that Angel is still at high school. Tell her Angel is fifteen. Angel, you must clean your makeup off as soon as we get back to the house and dress to look as young as you can. I figure you can easily pass for fifteen"."But what's the point?" enquired Mum.Clare continued, "It will. “I think Margaret will eventually be OK and the two of you will be able to work things out, but you may have to give her a few days.”I agreed and headed to Cynthia’s place. I slipped off my shoes and settled on to the couch. As I looked around at her well- furnished apartment, I tried to wrap my head around the discord Margaret and I had. It was unsettling, to say the least. I looked at the clock on the wall. It was 2:30am. I figured Cynthia probably decided to stay at the house, so I slipped. "By the way, Scott," Harry said, "did Charlene tell you how much the board liked the photos?" Charlene told me to be here at eleven, wearing a suit and tie," Scott returned with a laugh."Well, the board flipped over the samples I showed them," Harry said with a smile, "and they authorized me to go ahead full steam for the catalogue." Great!" Scott said as casually as he could. His heart was pounding in his throat with relief. "I hope you got a decent budget, Harry. Working those trial shots on.