He'd put most of his money into the new house, Cindy put up the restwith help from her mother and while he toiled as a writer he lived off ameager mon...hly allowance from his residuals. But it wasn't long untilthose ran dry and he became dependent on Cindy. Of course he did thecooking and the cleaning and the washing and housework and yard work buthe kept writing. Cindy had moved up to manage the small publishingcompany as one of the lead editors and helped to oversee the artdepartment. And to think I had been growing tired of her!Nina had been following me around for the last couple of hours, blabbing about college, about schoolwork, about her dad, her mom who was now my stepmom, her sister Darcy, her friends, her dog, blah, blah, blah without relief. It started on the porch, continued in the kitchen, followed me to the living room, until I went to my bedroom in the hopes of shaking her from my back. She entered and sat on the bed, wanting to tell me about an old. ’ Sue glanced at Chris, who was grinning. He nodded. Sue smiled and reached for his hand. ‘Tomorrow, we can sit down and plan an itinerary, so we get to see and do all we want. In the meantime, it smells like dessert might be ready.’ ‘Shit! It was supposed to come out ten minutes ago! I hope it didn’t burn.’ After having dessert outside, Chris pulled Ellen onto his lap and began lightly caressing the blonde’s breasts. ‘Chris,’ she moaned, ‘shouldn’t Sue be here instead of me?’ ‘Don’t worry. The second half of the alphabet has twice as much music as the first.We were pulling out some wonderful old pieces of music. Some Andy Williams, the score for ANNIE GET YOUR GUN, a fair amount of Beatles music and much, much more.At that point, she was trilling in harmony with herself. What a talent my future wife has. I pulled the complete score to DISNEY’S BEAUTY AND THE BEAST, showing it to Jenn.She pulled the score to THE PRODUCERS and RENT. Neither of those would be appropriate at Jackson.