“Nothing’s bothering me,” she said, but there was no heat in her voice then either.“Whenever you’re ready,” he said, and then left.He went...to the little table in the hallway where a pad of paper was beside the phone. One piece of paper just said “Misty” and listed a phone number. The other said “Erica Bradford” and had a local number below that. He remembered Ted’s discussion about the woman from that morning.He picked up the phone and called Erica’s number. There was no answer. He looked at. A few moments later and Ryan was in the bathroom washing his face, drying away the tears, albeit his eyes remained red for rather longer. Ryan went to his room to get changed for when Sally and Karen arrived. He spent his time picking his clothes, checking his eyes from time to time, happy at least that the redness had gone by the time the mother and daughter arrived. Ryan noticed his Mum had changed as well. He didn’t know but Audrey saw the stain on her skirt after Ryan went to the. Vixen heard Mrs. Morrison greet the man behind her and then call, "Jason, your daddy's here."The boy got quickly to his feet, made a face at the girl sitting cross-legged before him and ran to his father. Vixen got up and turned. She blinked and took a step back. Mr. Hennigan had Jason on his shoulders, the boy's hands in his short hair, and together they nearly touched the ceiling. The man must weight three hundred, thought Vixen, and he'll have to turn sideways to get those shoulders out the. .." No harm," said Thule magnanimously, waving her off, "I'm sure you must have many suitors." The word, so archaic, seemed to fit in here. Among the Vandevoorts, everyone seemed to talk like they lived several hundred years in the past.Tryne seemed mollified for about a half second before she turned on Randy, "More than enough," she said, "who actually know me. Plus at least a half dozen you and Ivan have tried to set me up with since I moved back in." Her smile at Thule was a little bit more.