The unspoken was... use your own money.The limo ride to Island Home airport was luxury personified."Booze is in the pulldown between the seats, Mr. Au...tin," the cutie in leather said just before the divider sealed me off from her.I looked.Nolet's Reserve Gin, Wray and Nephew Rum, Diva Vodka, Isabelle's Scotch ... and several wines. I'm allergic to grape of any kind so I didn't bother with the wines ... I wouldn't know a good one from Boone's Farm.The bottles were all sealed and they weren't. He had finally succumbed to the after effects of the Vietnam War. My mother lived with my older sister and her family in Des Moines. I had sent them a card and would call them on Thursday. It was something I did on every major holiday and their birthdays. I would see them once in a while if my work took me nearby, but that was barely twice a year lately.I had an appointment to see Carmen on Monday morning, and for the first time, I met her mother, Teresa. She was clearly Hispanic and very. "I got it, mom!" she called to the kitchen as she headed tothe front door.Jane Stacy and K. C. were the first to arrive together.Jane got out of the car dressed in a black blouse with longsemi-transparent sleeves, a black skirt, hose and pumps.Stacy had a cute pink dress with a blue blazer and pumpswhile K. C. wore a white blouse with a blue blazer, skirtand black high heels."Dear, it's so good to see you." Jane said as Paula andthey gave one another a hug. "It's a shame we ended up indifferent. Last thing you need is to get caught talking to me, considering what she believes." Hang in there, man."He held out his hand and I shook it. "Thanks for giving me the benefit of the doubt." No problem. Sorry about everything."I chuckled half-heartedly. "Not as sorry as I am. I'll make a call or two and see if I can get those police reports." Here's hoping."Knowing that at least a few of my friends didn't believe Linda's lies helped bolster my spirits. I headed straight into the RV and grabbed.