She told me in a quite matter-of-fact manner that she wanted her Pops to walk her down the aisle not her dad. Last night was not the most peaceful nig...t I've had.I got up in the morning and decided to do something that I never thought about in the last 10 years - turn into a vengeful bastard. I can tell you here that when a very rich man makes up his mind to fuck up the lives for a not so rich man - he can generally do it, especially if the very rich man has nothing to lose. I called in my. You thumb through my DVD's when the phone rings again. It’s me, “I’m coming home.” “Why”, you question me. I respond, “I want to be where you are.” I pull up into the drive and you hear the key in the door. I enter to see you standing at the top of the stairs inthe same robe. Surprised, I stop right there briefly… our eyes lock… and you drop the robe over yourshoulders to reveal to me a long white gown with a split up to your hip… the spaghetti strings strain to holdyour breast in. Your. "Thompson is my sister's married name. Are you from her unit?" Yes, Ma am. Sorry. Major Thompson..." It seemed strange to be referring to Amanda as Major Thompson. If I used her old rank at all, it was to call her Major Slut. " Major Thompson sent me to pick you up. I'll get your bags."With that I grabbed her bags and started walking, all the while waiting for the shouts, the running men with guns. But they never appeared. She just stood there for a minute with her mouth open, uncertain what to. She had toned down her makeup and her hair was still wet fromthe shower.Elliot was sitting on the couch wearing shorts and a t-shirt sippingcoffee. He'd poured her a cup and it sat steaming on the coffee table.When she went to sit in the lounge chair he caught her wrist and hauledher down beside him and pulled her close. She put her feet up on thecouch and he handed her the coffee."Brett Mendelsohn won't be here until later this afternoon so thatleaves you all day to tell me." Elliot stroked.