"They have to stay cool. Put them in the basement, like a good boy." Piss on you!" You wish!" his wife said with a smile."You're as bad as your brothe...," Carol said after John went grunting down the basement stairs. There was laughter in her voice. Her sister-in-law could always make her smile.Mary Bradford Cunmmings was Carol's physical opposite; short, raven-haired, dark, flashing eyes and a voluptuous figure.They embraced and Mary pinched Carol's ass, making her jump. "That wasn't from your. I brushed out my hair until I finally got rid of all the tangles. Pulled it back and was going to put the rubber band back in my hair when Cathy handed me a black scrunchy to put on instead. I started to protest but she just told me that if I wanted to be the girl in the relationship I should do it right and make myself look the part instead of only going half way. She then took mascara and lipstick out of her purse and applied them to my eyes and lips. I couldn't believe what she. The second basement was one massive empty space, perfect for our proposed "bat cave." Hell, this was the perfect headquarters for the Grey Ghosts for an indefinite time to come. The only real problem that we could see was in providing the number of servants that such a mansion should normally have.Yes, the servants were going to be a problem because they would have to be in on most, if not all, of the secrets of the Gray Ghosts. We needed to recruit a cook, a butler, and several maids as soon. She has been through so much. She got pregnant at 17 and the father immediately bailed on her. She raised Dara by herself and made a career for herself and then she got cancer. It was bad. The first four doctors she saw all told her that she was a dead woman walking. But she would not give up on her daughter. She fought. She found a doctor who would think out of the normal doctor boxes and he had an answer. He had a horrible answer.The entire treatment was experimental. The chemicals were new.