..” Maria went on in this vein for another minute until Jack told her to calm down.“Maria, just calm down. I’ll come over and we can talk about ...t. I know you’re hurting, but we’ll work things out. Call the guards at the gate and let them know I’ll be coming over.”“Please, Jack, I swear I’ll go crazy!”“I’ll be over soon.” Jack hung up and looked over at Don. “I’m going to have to take the afternoon off.”“What’s going on, Jack? Who was that?”“It’s a friend, she’s having some problems.” Don. The dressing table she had found at an estate sale and brought home all dilapidated, looking like a drag ass dog with its cracked varnish, and sticking drawers. She had taken over the garage for four months as she painstakingly stripped and refinished it herself until it glistened like a masterpiece. Then it was fit to reside in our bedroom.After it had been removed Arnie noticed an envelope on the floor. Yellowed with age; nothing written on the outside. Then he recognized it. Early in their. Thanks." She hung up. "George Junior, right?" He nodded. "What's the event?" My sixteenth birthday. Actually Friday. Actually today but my dad had to go out of town, so we celebrated Friday. I got some pretty cool gifts, but at the end he took me aside and handed me this fat card and inside was a key and a message to meet you and Angelique so you could give me presents. The wink and keeping it from Mom clued me in." Some gift!" I guess." Aren't I pretty enough?" It's not that. You're beautiful!. He was a bit nervous about it and kept looking over to Barbara for some guidance. He was very non-committal about the choices and Barbara was no help. She was enjoying seeing him squirm."I'll tell you what Shelly." Dawn said as she removed his barrette and began to fuss with his hair. "While Michelle gives you a complimentary manicure, let's try a few things and see what we like. Okay?" Stu never really had a choice. He sat patiently, while Dawn went about trying many styles.A half hour had.