" Mom!" giggled Melissa."What? It's true! They need extra hands just to catch up with all his ideas." I hate to admit it," said Sarah, "but I haven't ... clue about fashion."Melissa chuckled. "Me neither before Mom force fed me the pertinent details." Elliot Metzger is like this prodigy from Yonkers" Marjorie explained. "He's like twenty-two years old and a genius. A year at the Fashion Institute actually held him back. He could teach the teachers. His mom ... Oh my." What?" asked Melissa."It's. She noticed a glow on the landing which must have coming from one of the bedrooms, so she climbed the stairs apprehensively. Rosie found the girls in Bea’s room, both fast asleep on the bed in front of the forgotten television. She turned it off, Beatrice stirred and turned over, Rosie kissed her cheek and whispered, ‘Night honey.’ Then she went to her own room, threw herself on the bed and sobbed into her pillow. Five minutes later, Beatrice entered her mum’s room, ‘Mum, what’s up? Is it dad?’. She guessed that Mr. Seger was still asleep, and that this was the reason she had managed to wake up, and stay awake for so long. However, once he realized what was going on, he would surely regain his control over her. Laura had no illusions about that. Would he know how long she had escaped him? Would he guess that she was trying to find out what he was up to? It might be better if she went back to sleep. Maybe then he would not realize she had been awake. And she felt tired, her bed looked. .. and you.”“That obvious?”Cassandra took her mother’s hands, thinking how fortunate she was to have this remarkable woman as her mother. “He loves you very much, and there’s no doubt he’s a man.”It was Pamela’s turn to blush.Cassandra had to suppress a giggle. “Oh, it’s like that is it?”Pamela smiled. “Yes.”She hugged her mother. “I’m glad.” She stepped back slightly. “I hope you’ll make an honest man of him soon.”Her mother looked serious. “You don’t mind then?”Cassandra shook her head..