Raluca Razkova was a junior and had been elected chapter vice-president and pledge mistress at the end of the last school year. "Pledge, where are you... clothes?" she had bellowed at me. I showed her my bracelet. "Oh, you're THAT one," she had muttered and looked up to see Sam staring icily at her. Meekly, "Sister Samantha, it is so good to see you again, this is your daughter?" Raluca, let us get something straight from the beginning, Greta is my daughter, and I am still the SKG priestess. As they did Penny tried for a bit more conversation."You are still single then. I seem to remember a woman talking to me when I called you at home." Oh yes, still single, you know what they say, once bitten twice shy." I suppose I asked for that. I thought perhaps a woman was responsible for the new look. You never looked like that when we were together." Well since you ask it was a woman that caused me to lose weight. I went to surprise her for Christmas and found her shacked up with another. All scrunched up like so much discarded paper. Well! Now your here and in big trouble I'd say." Nobody asked you". She spat grit and dust out of her mouth. "If I had wanted your opinion, I'd have asked for it, but I didn't, so piss off and leave me alone". She rolled over to face away from her tormentor, but only succeeded to roll off of the pallet she had been on, to fall, bonelessly, on the hard packed dirt floor, driving the air from her lungs. "Aw shit!"It is my observation, that you ain't. The twenty or so minute drive to Jane’s home was through several different types of neighbourhoods, from poor underclass all the way to large homes on estate lots. Jane made a few more turns and drove down a street with large homes on smaller, but still large lots. She could tell that Shona was amazed by the size of everything. ‘Things really are bigger here in the states, Shona. They have so much land and everything. It’s not like back home at all,’ Jane said smiling. Shona smiled back,.