And her family. And herfriends, old and new.For better or worse, there was one thing Rose was sure of."We need a test run."Her arguments and ideas tum...led through her head in a jumbled mass,making it hard for her to express them. Then again, she didn't have to.Lena "saw" it all, and agreed it would be a good idea. The problem wastime - they basically had the weekend to prepare for the real thing,which would start late Monday or early Tuesday.Lena decided they needed to get the rest of the group. But it definitely isn’t bad.”Mindy looked at him for a long half minute. “Does any of what you just said have anything to do with you almost drowning?”“No,” he said, almost happily. “It just happened while I was almost drowning.”“But you’re going to be okay.”“I’m fine,” he said. “Except I need a favor.” He frowned. “I think.”“What can I do for you?” she asked.“Not you ... Jennifer,” he said.Mindy looked at her daughter. Jennifer was uncharacteristically quiet. Of course that might have. I heard her sigh, my eyes found hers nonchalantly awaiting the moment when I finally realized I was caught."Hey? Bryan? Up here, please? Look. I know I'm attractive and that sometimes what I wear isn't exactly the best choice, even though all I am trying to do is feel pretty. But you're one of my most devoted admirers."She paused and put her arms akimbo, puffed out her chest and allowed me to stare once more at her girlish cleavage, little mounds that I was sure held the softness of. I am talking about she is what binds thefamily together. I am talking about her leading us and taking chargewhen need be. Like my dad said, he might have paid for the house but mymom made it their home. He said that for he knew how important what mymom and his wife did to make us a family.Dana and I got over to my parents first and she asked me to help herwith the ham in the kitchen. When we got into the kitchen I did help,and we also did what she really wanted. We talked about me telling.