No ... it wasn't Montgomery's auction. No. There was an auction up in Scobey. That's in northeast Montana and not all that far from the lake ... but s...ill in the US.The auction was for an estate ... never mind who ... just go with it. The estate was for parts and pieces of Americana ... and assorted junk and leftovers from the wars ... ONE and TWO ... and the period between. Mrs. Montgomery had the flyer ... it was tomorrow ... she would put me up for the night and give me explicit directions. .. well......... find some satisfaction." When Mr Ross?" she asked."After school, Amanda. I am happy to stay back for an hour or so." I will miss my bus home, sir," she said in the hope this would end the matter, but it didn't."I could run you home if that's all that would stop you," he said in a different tone than he normally used."I will need to ask my parents, sir," she replied."Well you do that. I want to help you as much as I can. It will just be you and me OK?" Yes Mr Ross" Amanda said,. "Looking for someone?"My answer was a silent smile."Let me keep you company, as you wait for that someone..."I smiled again and this time, I answered."There's no need to wait for someone I've already found..." His perfect beard turned to a helluva cute and sexy smile, one of those smiles you just wanna kiss over and over again. At least, that's what my body wanted to do; my mind just stopped the inner process.I took his other hand: "Did you save a dance for me, boss?"He pulled me next to his. .. “You know I was your dad’s wife? So it’s like we’re family really.” She wished the girl would react a bit more. “So these are your sisters, and this is going to be your home.”Fiona mumbled something that no-one could make out.Over the next hour Rachel, Natasha and Sara fussed round the little lost blonde, installed her into a spare bedroom, unpacked her clothes into the drawers and wardrobe, and then finally sat her down for lunch.She had a thin face with very fine features, blue eyes and a.