Her name was Claire Dufour.I stayed home for a few days and enjoyed my bounty from the Cuban mission. Finally, the day came to go to Paris. I used my ...apers that got me out of Cuba to get on a plane. The next morning I arrived at the airport. I caught a ride down to the Opera house where she was rehearsing that day. There was construction going on in the theater today and it was closed to the public besides the lobby.I entered the lobby. The ceiling was tall. Off to the left was a reception. No sooner had she sat down at the reserved table that Peg had her seizure. Little Fox felt helpless because of the international feud taking place and sent her entire family back to Chicago to handle the crisis as she stayed back in Washington, DC to see this through to the end."Not well," Gabrielle answered. "She's seventy-nine and her age is against her." That's too bad," Louise put her hand on the back of Gabrielle's. "I lost my mother to a drunken driver ten years ago. She was working in. Of course, I thought that a great idea. We decided I would pick her up at 9 am and head up to the city. Our destination was about an hour and half away. We stopped at the gas station to fill the gas and get some snacks and drinks for the road. We both grabbed a 54 ounce big gulp. I immediately knew how this was going to go.We got back in the car, and started on our way. The trip started out smooth for the first 30 minutes. Suddenly traffic was almost to a stand still. We figured it was a. You don't 'have to, ' but there are consequences." But I don't want to do that. It's wrong." That's fine then. Not WANTING to do something is a personal decision, and if that's yours, that's fine. Do you want a drink of fruit juice, or something, until your mother arrives? She's very slow." She has to get a taxi because we don't have a second car. So I don't have to do that thing, you know, the bad thing?" She very weakly mimicked lifting her blouse."Mark and I have never made you do anything..