”“Very well. I’ll have to find something else.” After leaving the office, I headed over to the diner. It had worked before. Maybe I’d find s...mething there again.”When I walked into the diner, Mabel spotted me and called out, “Mr. Reynolds, just the person I wanted to see. Come on down to the end. I’ve got a business proposition for you.”Hearing that, I groaned. It looked like everybody was involved in getting Jake’s property. Sitting down, “Well, Mabel, let’s hear what you’ve got.”“Well, Mr.. Are you ready for tomorrow?Bec: Mostly. I should get that dress from Tara now before her friends turn up.Liz: Poor you. Having The Gang inside your house for the whole night.Bec: If I leave them alone, they’ll leave me alone – mostly.Bec: What about you? Are you ready?Liz: I guess. I’m nervous about the dance but we should be okay.Bec: You’ll be great. You’ve been practicing forever.Liz: My neighbor, Mrs Flasche, offered to do our hair. Can you get here by nine?Bec: Sure. This is going to be. I’m sure I smiled at the unlikelihood of my actions, before I turned, leaving the shower running, and picked my towel off the rail. I wrapped myself, achieving decency, but only just. I checked in the mirror, and left the bathroom, black hair, white shoulders, sky-blue towel, and white legs. I opened the kitchen door quietly and looked in. Michael was standing there, washing the dishes, with his back to me. ‘Mike, where’s Steve?’ He didn’t even turn. ‘Out somewhere. Back later. Why?’ ‘Just. I knew she loves me, but this is going to spoil me. So much for teaching me to be modest. But then, I drove the Porsche seldomly. Instead, I drove that old truck dad left mom before he died.To be honest, I hated my dad. Why did he have to leave us so early? Why did he have to go? My mom had me when she was 17. Dad being at the same age. Mom said dad died during his trip to Egypt, she told me dad loved the desert and wouldn't mind dying there. Sometimes I'm wondering is he really dead? Or did he.