A whore — she made it sound like hoor — and a drug addict. She probably wants to make me just like her and my sister." What's your sister's name, ...oney?" Maisland, but everybody calls her Maisie." How old is she?" I asked."I'm not sure," she mused, "but I think she's four or five years older than me."I thought quickly of my options. I could hire a lawyer and try to keep custody of Morgan, but my funds were limited. The small check that Morgan had received from her grandmother's estate was. I opened my eyes, basically knowing what to expect. I was right. My eyes had already adjusted to the dark, having been closed, so, I could see pretty clearly. I looked into the emerald-green eyes of Sally. I can safely say that, although I was surprised to see her, I certainly wasn't unhappy about it.“Hi,” she said, breathily.“Hi,” I responded back. “Can I thank you for the unlocked front door?”“It was already unlocked when I got here,” she stated, matter-of-factly. “You must not have locked it. " Then what's it about?" I didn't say anything. "What is that song about, Sara?"I lost it. "Goddammit, Greg, it's about you! You are my destiny, not some stupid band! "Hold Me Down" is about you, too. Every fucking song I've written in the past year has been about you! YOU IDIOT!!"And with that, crying, I ran out the door, away from the rehearsal space, away from the bimbo, away from that Goddamned band, away from him, and away from my admissions.SixI lived in the dorm, in a suite. There were. "Thanks for doing this for me," said Barbara as she hugged me one more time and left."You know, I just realized something," said Jill. "We haven't let anyone know where we are." Oh, you're right," answered Kelly, "here; use my cell phone."Jill took it and called Lisa."Hi, Mom ... I clean forgot to report in last night so I wanted to tell you that I was all right." ..." Oh nothing, Joe and I are over here working with Kelly. She's got a big contract from Barbara and we'll be modeling for her.".