And how it must have felt like pureheaven for you when he made you pose for those feminized photos."I shouted, "That's crazy!"My Stepmother said, "Nat...lie, you keep your voice down as Reginald isstill waiting in the other room. Now you need to focus because thismoment determines your whole future, do you want to be extremely wealthyor not? Why don't you just go out on this date tonight with Reginald andsee if you like it?"I suddenly thought about the money, Reginald's father Bart Lancaster. Then we got right to work on the reports that had backed up from yesterday and the reports from this morning.He hadn't got much done yesterday. Larry was not what you would call a self starter. So there wasn't a lot to go over today. We got through it by the time we had to start seeing kids and once I started work and stopped concentrating so much on what hurt I started feeling better.At noon I got a scare when Terrill came in to my office. He was just dropping off two more DVDs though. One was. ‘Did you enjoy it?’ – ‘Very much.’ I said. ‘Marrakech was interesting, but my favorite spot was Essaouira, on the coast.’ – ‘You and Jimi Hendrix.’ she laughed. ‘Cat Stevens liked it, too.’ – ‘Don’t forget Orson Welles.’ I added. He filmed Othello there in the 1950s. That random thought – Othello – made me think of Carmen, and the theatre adaptation I had subjected her to. From Carmen my thoughts shifted to … Abigail. She was sitting there patiently, listening to me discuss Persian. "I'm sorry, Em," I told her, near tears once again. "But my dad won't letme tell you."It always came back to the same thing! I still wasn't sure why my dadfelt this was the best way. He still hadn't given me a reason that Icould believe. 'Trust me' could only go so far.Emily stopped walking and wrapped her arms around me. "I'm sorry, Megan.I don't know what it is you are keeping from us, but I know it must behard."---"Megan?" my mom asked when I entered my house. "Is that you?" Yeah," I replied.