J. made her feel really good, and for a while she was having as much fun as she could remember.Some time later Kelly and J.J. went back inside to look...for something more to drink. They had just found the door to the kitchen when a figure suddenly blocked their way. Kelly gasped – it was Jeff, her ex-boyfriend, looking very drunk and a little scary.“Well, well, well,” he said. “Kelly Ann Collins. Long time no see. What have you been up to?”Before Kelly could answer, Jeff looked at J.J. and. “So, you don’t spoil them, huh?”“Moi?” Jasmine returned with a giggle. “But he’s so cute, and the little bugger is smart.”“He’s a cute little bandit,” Morales said as he laughed.“Your animals have a sweet tooth just like you and I do. They’re one of the reasons I made so many of the cookies.”“Granted that I’ve never been around chickens or wolves before, but I suspect you’re right.”Morales finished attaching the pocket for the second snowshoe. Standing, he slipped his booted feet into both the. Principal Bashar stopped by at least once each week - sometimes afternoon, sometimes evenings. Two of the math teachers set up weekly review sessions, and several other teachers dropped by to coach on test taking and to drill.More rules and customs developed... Kitchen rules - If you’re staying to dinner, give at least an hour’s notice and bring something for the pot. Emergencies okay, but not too many. Help in the kitchen, before and after. Wow! Many of the young men and women were wonderful. The calls before then had mostly come as a result of the rumor mill, but as soon as the Record-Herald came out, it got bad.The last phone call was the worst. Don had expected to be cussed out a bit, but Binky Augsberg had lit into him in English, French, Cajun and Vietnamese, and he'd been just as glad he didn't know what she was calling him in everything but English; that had been bad enough. He hadn't been aware that she owned as much property in the separation district as she did, but she.