Next to it was a note.‘Hey honey. Dad has gone to work but will be back later this evening. I’ve gone to the Mall to get your birthday gift so I...��ll be back a bit later.Love Mom.’“Typical.” Matt said to himself as he rolled out of bed. He looked at his cell phone and found a few text messages from friends wishing him happy birthday. He hopped in the shower and got ready wondering what this surprise gift would be but quickly gave up guessing and headed for the lounge to watch TV.Soon after he. I reasoned that if she weretoo scared to talk to some stranger calling from her own number, thatreading a text message explaining the predicament might warm her up to acall."Jen, I think I have something that belongs to you. You have somethingof mine as well. I would very much like to meet with you and tradeback," I typed. Hoping that it would get through to her. I wanted thetone of the message to be positive so I was sure to include the bitabout trading back.I hadn't really thought much. But, as long as we can keep from trying to date the same guy, Cinnamon and I will get along just fine. And I can afford to hire her. That’s what really amazes me.We tried to eat lunch, but neither of us was all that hungry, so we dropped Maizie back at my apartment and went to the funeral home out in Kirkland. Why is it that I never thought about Angel having parents and siblings? My God! They were everywhere. And every one of them was six feet tall and blonde. Cinnamon and I slipped in and sat. " Oh thank you Jane, life is so wonderful."Aunt Jane looked at me and winked with mother saying, "Come on Andrea let's go into the town." Arriving in town the first place was the girl's department at Sears."Can I help?" said a lady assistant whose black hair was tie in a French roll dressed in a white blouse and black pencil skirt and black patent court shoes. ."I am just looking for some underwear for my daughter here." said mother."Oh my, isn't that a pretty dress and those gorgeous curls,.