I'm sorry, Donnie," Alice said, softly. "I didn't mean throw a hissy fit like that." It's all right," I told her, "It happens. It's fine." I rambled, ...appy to hear her voice again. Not yet understanding what was going on."You mean that? Really, really mean that?" Yes, of course I mean it." But that was the moment it occurred to me that Alice might have another reason for calling me. But what would that be?Then Alice solidified that notion by getting a little gushy, perhaps too gushy, saying:. The bell jingles when I pull, and again with each of her swaying movements as she crawls onto the bed. I tug again, guiding her to crawl down from the bed. I lead her into the hall, up and down the stairs, through the entire house, and back again to her room. My pet is so cute as she crawls, the little bell a constant reminder of what she is. Back in her room I sit where I started and bring her again to her knees in front of me. I say, “Take my shoes and socks off.” She immediately moves to. I looked around to find something age appropriate coming upwith a copy of Green Eggs and Ham.I sat down and started to read it to him. Before long though he fellasleep on me. I mean literally on me. He looked so peaceful; I justcouldn't bring myself to move him. So I sat there and finished readingthe book to myself. (Let me tell you it was riveting!) But alas, Ifinished all too quickly. It was then that I realized that the remotecontrol was beyond my reach. (ARRGGG!!!) What was I to do? I. Thankyou, ladies and gentlemen."As the security people created a path through the throng of media Zinaturned and motioned Evie and her parents forward, down the steps andacross the pavement to the car that was waiting. A deluge of questionswashed over her as Evie, looking straight ahead, walked smartly to theMPV and gracefully sat on one of the rear seats, lifting her legs intothe car and discretely sliding across to allow her mum to get inalongside, her dad bringing up the rear. Zina slid the.