He swallowed hard, recalling a saying his mother had always chimed when he made a wish that couldn't come true: 'If wishes were horses, the beggars co...ld ride.' It had always seemed foolish and nonsensical, but now he was beginning to understand the wisdom of those words."Art's wife, huh?" he repeated staring down at the floor, scraping the toe of his boot in circles around a crumpled butt."You pick her up and take her for a ride, that's all. That's all you have to do for five pounds of. WorkAs I said earlier, at work I have to wear this horrible uniform, knee length black skirt, white blouse and a stupid tie thing. My colleagues don’t know that I wear nothing underneath the uniform. The blouse is loose fitting and made of thick cotton so there’s virtually no chance that anyone will see my pokies and even if the odd one of them did see my nipple or barbell bumps they would be too polite to say anything. Only once have I had to feign embarrassment and say that I didn’t realize. This morning my worries were about losing a father figure and figuring out how to pay my college loans back. Funny how life changes. At this point, I have so much money that I could buy a college if I wanted to. I arrived home to my small one bedroom apartment and shook my head, laughing, as I looked at my surroundings. My mind raced as I laid down in bed; five million dollars, owner of Archer Enterprises, beneficiary of a huge estate. Despite this, as I sunk deeper into my mattress, the image. He had called to tell Beverly that some forms needed to be signed immediately. She didn't want to - she was always a little afraid of him, but he insisted. He said he was going on vacation for a couple of weeks and the forms had to be signed that day so she finally agreed. When she opened the door, he immediately slapped her and dragged her upstairs.After the police took Mark away in an ambulance, James took Beverly to the infirmary at the school to get checked out. She was fine and he took her.