”“I’m not sure of anything anymore,” her friend replied. “Bess was downstairs with Dr. Chang and she doesn’t remember a thing. What if tha... Chinese woman somehow hypnotized me or put some kind of drug in my food or drink? I’m just plain scared now.”“I don’t blame you,” Nancy replied. “I’ve got to get inside that office and find out what they’re hiding. And it has to be today while Chang is away.”“With Beulah guarding that door I don’t see how it’s possible. Like she said, you’d have to be able. I'd set it up that way.The guy took up what he thought was a boxer's stance, and I just kind of stood there, sizing up my opponent. I was giving away seven, maybe eight inches in height and probably 50 pounds in weight. Seemed like a fair fight to me. He looked pretty drunk and I was cold sober.Suddenly, I kind of threw my hands up."Wait, wait, wait, wait," I started, as I casually walked toward where he was posing. "We've got to set the rules." Rules?" he said, with a puzzled look, and he. This would be her and Tod's 3rd baby. The oldest boy was almost 4, their daughter had just had her 2nd birthday, so, to them, it was time for another. They had decided long ago, that they wanted 5 or 6 c***dren, or, if possible, even more. Tod was 25 and Betty was 24. They had plenty of time, the strong desire, and an even stronger love of family. Raising a "passel of younkers" wouldn't be out of the question. Large families were in their blood. Hearing others talk of having one, or two at the. Nothing was coming back from the customers, so we assumed that little exercise in harassment was over.That evening, Fiona walked into the kitchen, took a large, red marker pen, flipped the calendar to July, and circled the 14th. She turned to me."See that? That's our big day. West Langley United Church. Don't be late," she laughed."So ... after all the discussion, it's finally decided when we get married. Hallelujah!" I cried in celebration, folding Fiona into my arms."What about the.