Rather than answering it though, she just looked atthe number and put the phone back into her bag, rolling her eyes as shedid. I could only imagine it...was Ian, and just the thought of him sent alittle chill down my spine.She'd been vague on our activities for the day, and I soon learned why.We picked up Anna and Ellie first, with Anna making a big fuss about mypretty outfit as she climbed into the front passenger seat and Ellie satherself in the back seat next to me. She was wearing her Jake. Nor had he found any traction in trying to get paid gigs at either parties or as a performer somewhere. However, he'd practiced on several friends and most of his family once or twice. Usually he just helped them relax or sleep better that night. He had gotten pretty good at putting people into a state of suggestibility, but this skill wasn't translating to a real career of any sort just yet.Loading his luggage into the back of the car Nick took his seat in the back while he waited on the rest. " she confirmed."But Mrs Post, the beach house is.." he tried to say."I said take me to the beach house, now take me to the beach house and if I see you touch your phone I will make sure you never work in this city again!" she yelled."Yes ma'am, the beach house." he said.We made our way out of the city and started out onto the island. While we were on the way she complained about her husband and how he never pays attention to her."Patrick it is a living hell. He won't even have sex with me.. But I learned odia for her to make her comfortable. One day she sat beside me and logged into to FB and wanted to show me something. I thought perhaps her past pics or her besties. I was shocked and broken when she scrolled down and show her marriage pics. I was heart broken and threw all my feelings off her and started ignoring her. She felt it too and was sending me texts to talk to her. But I didn’t respond to any. Our leads planned for flashmob and as I was a good dancer they made me lead.