Do you know how many people could have done what I’ve done in the last few weeks? Nobody making as little money as I’ve made, that’s for damned ...ure. I’m going to go $75,000 in the hole stopping something that really doesn’t affect me that much. Yeah, I did what I had to do and I did it because I care about her. But if I hadn’t wandered along when I did, you fucking people would be talking her off a ledge right now. It’s for damned sure that she wouldn’t stand a realistic chance of packing a. With the tights on, Andrew stepped into the skirt without anyhesitation. Ella then beckoned him towards his sister's closet tohelp pick him out a top. Andrew walked towards it, feeling thefringes brush against his legs with each step.Andrew frowned at the odd feeling. Ella recognized his discomfortwith it and rushed to clutch his sister's pink miniskirt from thecloset. She straightened her shoulders as she said, "If you don'tlike that skirt, I think you pull this one off." No. That's. Thank God! She didn’t know much. I did not want to be listening to her nonsense or Zoe’s.“Yes, I’ve heard,” I said.“But you aren’t his lawyer?” said Pen. “You should be their lawyer.”“Think so?” I said.“Yes, well, if they ask you...” she said.“Yes, Dad, you’re smarter than anybody,” said Zoe. I laughed.“Think so, do you,” I said.“Yes,” she said.“Well, if they ask me; I would consider it,” I said.“You gotta talk to them,” said Penelope. I shrugged.It was strange as hell them assuming that I had. "How can I say no to such a pathetic little girl, alright, I'll go, butif some guy makes a pass at me, both you and he will be sorry," shegrowled."Yes," I said, with a fist pump and giggled at the scowl on Sofia's face.I won't go into the daylong makeover Sofia and I experienced the day ofthe award show, but suffice to say Sofia cleans up real nice. The makeuppeople did wonders to cover her scars and the mid thigh dress she woreleft no doubt she had killer legs hiding under those drab trousers.