I left the office in a daze, stunned by what I'd been told Imust do, but knowing I would do it. I didn't really have any choice.My mind snapped back ...o the present and I continued my preparations.Tying my long hair back into a pony tail with a scrunchie, I clipped apair of large hoop earrings onto my ears. Reaching into the bag, I tookout a case of make-up and set to work on my face. I applied foundationand blusher to my face with a practiced hand before carefully beginningwork on my eyes. . He only returned home between newspaper editions in time to make himself a sandwich. Then, after he sold his last late edition newspaper, around 6:30, he went home to do his homework, grab whatever food was available and collapse to bed hoping that he was tired enough so that he would fall asleep and not have to listen to their continual arguing. The newsprint that collected beneath his fingernails indelibly stained his fingers and hands. He smelled like a newspaper, and because of the. So Mom and I left the store. Mom was still holding my hand and made a right turn in front of the store. She was walking with me and I only followed her. I didn't really know where she was headed. I thought she would probably go into another store, but after a minute she said: “I have to get back to the hotel, before we pick up your father.”I didn't say anything. Although I thought it was pretty strange, because the visit to the store took us only thirty minutes, so we had at least another two. Now, Scott, you’re going to have to get used to us having threesomes with either two women or two guys when we get married, so we may as well start with Karen.”“Wait a minute ... getting married?” Karen exclaimed, looking at them. “You’ve known each other only about five hours.”“The best five hours I’ve spent in a long time!” She replied. “In terms of Laura’s letter, Scott and I have known each other five months.”“Congratulations you two, but you had better not let Abby hear this too soon or.