Shecouldn't tell them that she had been magically transformed by sittingin an ice-cold river with her daughter, formerly her son. Instead shejust used...the story that two weeks in a campsite, with no worries orconcerns had eased the wrinkles, and noted that in a week or two ofrunning her audit team, they would be back again.Even Mrs. Macintyre had dropped in to see her. It was a nice gesture,to see what equipment she might need for her presentation to Mr.Langston tomorrow. She had apparently. ”Robyn stood and put her hand out for Amanda to take. “Come on, Amanda. We have work to do. Let’s start by taking a walk around the Circle.” The two walked off between two of the houses to the sidewalk around the homes rather than going directly into Dave’s home.Bobbie said, “You were kind of hard on them.”“They need to loosen up. Both of them are too focused on themselves, me, on males, and on membership in the Circle, rather than on the real reason one should want to join the Circle. Sure,. After that we hadn't been in contact at all, and I figured that nothing was ever really going to 'come of it' (pun intended, of course), and then one morning, from out of the blue, I found an email notice saying that someone had contacted me through that glory hole networking site; and when I opened it, it was from Dean!He started out by apologizing for not having been in contact for so long, but, that things had changed in his life over the intervening ten months, or so, and he was hoping I. I owed him a favor so he asked me to help him do a fast fade.I made sure I wasn't bein' tailed and soon he was peering at the signatures, whistling through his teeth as he concentrated. I looked around at the basement where he lived thinking it was about as cozy as a sewer pipe when he said, "These are fakes."He went into a lengthy explanation about graphology that I half-listened to; his thumbs down on the will's signatures were enough for me. I left him some cash, hopped in the Z and called.