”“Why does my life have to be so complicated,” he sighed. “I just wanted to be married to YOU, little darlin’, and we’d have our neat litt...e life together and Deena would bop in and out at regularly scheduled intervals. You seem to have softened a lot of the ‘teenaged daughter’ angst that fathers are supposed to see...”“My sister is a good girl, baby. She’s had one less sexual partner than me. Makes her a slightly better girl, I guess,” I stated. “She loves her parents. That little ‘I wanna. “What you said about being a writer; were you serious?”“This is your answer to ‘how far you would go?’”“Yes in a way.” She turned away from the window and he saw that look again; more mischief.“I was considering your question, but in my mind, there were so many possibilities. Looking out there I had this feeling that I could be looking right at some of those stories. If we had a camera with a long lens, we could zoom in on them.”“I’m not sure they would like that.”“It could be a series, the. " No, that's not--" Buffy began, then stopped and took a moment to think about what she wanted to say. "I should've never gotten into this with you. I know I've made things so much harder for you now, and that's the last thing I wanted to do. It was selfish of me." I'm a big girl, Buffy. I knew what I was doing. I knew the situation. Yeah, sure, of course I wish it could've been even more, but that doesn't mean I regret any of what it has been."The blonde slayer smiled, and reached for Satsu's. This took some of the excitement off of her pending trip, but she was proud of her husband.On Thursday it took a two-hour train ride to a small town upstate and a short taxi-ride to a beautiful resort hotel. Mary was very confused and thought the taxi driver took her to the wrong place. She went to the guess check-in desk for her key, and a bellhop took her bag and showed her to her room. When they finally reached her room, he opened the door and sitting in a chair was Mr. James Wrily, her.