. je pourrais inviter mes copains dans ma chambre?Il ?tait tr?s fier de son nouveau lit, un grand!Dans un coin de la pi?ce, ses parents lui avaient of...ert un gros coffreo? il avait mit tous ses jouets, ses jeux et ses... poup?es...D?s que sa chambre fut pr?te, il n'arr?ta pas de le vider puis de leremplir, afin que tous ses jouets puissent visiter la chambre...A l'?tage il y avait aussi une belle salle de bain, la seule de lamaison, que Claire appr?ciait tout particuli?rement! Elle poss?dait. He was obsessively fearful of being attacked by pirates, even though no such threat existed and had the battlements erected about the house, turning it into a castle. According to the couple, a troop of mercenaries had once lived full-time in the servant-quarters beneath the house, on constant guard. When the tycoon was killed in a shipwreck, the place stood vacant until the Pascals learned about it and bought it for the taxes owed. After millions in remodeling costs, it was the showplace we. I told her that he could come to see us. I told her, "That way, if you don't like him, we can give him the boot."That made her smile, but she wanted to meet him some place neutral, but private.I drove to our family's favourite place, a little Italian restaurant not far from where we lived. It was where McKayla and I had our first date. They knew us by name and never gave us menus. We had celebrated anniversaries and birthdays and graduations there. When McKayla died, they sent more flowers and. ”I nodded. “I’m both better and worse. Finding out what derailed my life has been harsh. Getting Miranda killed made everyone consider me masterminding an abortion to be plausible. It revolted them enough to leave. On one hand, I don’t feel like I deserve that. It’s an unfair comparison. Like blaming me for the Holocaust because I burned a steak. On the other hand, it’s cost me so much that I don’t feel guilty about Miranda any more.”“Interesting,” she said thoughtfully. “Explain.”“I’ve lost.