" And what's the 'Big Sister' cure?" asked Kayla."That's the cure where I sit on her until she promises to lighten up," said Jaimie. "It's kind of lik... that fax joke that my Dad has hanging in his office that says, 'The Beatings Will Continue Until Morale Improves'."We all laughed at the thought of Jaimie sitting on top of Tara until her mood improved. I thought she'd have to sit there for a long, long time.After dark, when some of the parents had taken the little kids off to bed, Mrs. Lehigh. As I past the entrance to the kitchen I decided to do what I normally do when I am totally pissed off. I wrote down what I was feeling.... Debora;I do not understand what you are doing. I have been told by you for years that you love me. What you have done today is not love. I am beginning to think you might have only told me the truth twice in our life together, first when you said you would marry me and the last time when you said I do.Love is not lies. Love is not deception. Love is. The neighbor agreed, and all three of us walked back next door to the party. The neighbor introduced himself as Henry as we handed him a Corona. We chatted for a bit and it was obvious he hadn’t had an easy life, he told me how he was homeless and lived in a shelter for a while and he was happy to finally get housing and live here, etc. he reeked of cigarettes and his clothes were worn and stained, but overall, he was a nice and friendly man. It was funny to see him check out all the 20. If it would please you very much my husband can we invite honorable Mr. John later to our room for a how do you say, night cap?”“Yes! Absolutely Mr. Calhoun you are invited. We are in the honeymoon suite room 501.” Gary said relieved how easily Mr. Calhoun was making it for him. John said “Great Wang I’ll see you two lovebirds about twelve o’clock.” Shortly after midnight Gary heard a knock at the door and allowed John into the hotel suite. He brought a bottle of scotch and poured three.