“OK kids, see you later.”“Love you Mom,” Caroline and I said together.‘Stepford children’ is what I heard as I was leaving the room.Runnin... behind me she asked, “After your meeting, can we talk?”“About, what?” I asked, knowing full well what she wanted to talk about.“About ... the pool.”“That’ll have to wait a couple of hours, OK?”“OK, Wichie.”She did it again—Wichie. The countdown begins, 120 minutes till ... what?After going to my humble abode behind the main house, I went in and dropped my. He had vague memories of a massive blow to the side of his face, followed by images of the ceiling spinning as he flew through the air. He then realized that his nose was dripping blood down his face and onto his shirt in an ever widening stain."Get the fuck out of here you asshole!" he heard Patty scream at him, as he managed to pull himself to his feet by grabbing the door handle of his car.He got in and backed out of the driveway. He paused as his headlights illuminated a cross country style. An old fashioned cook out was in the process. Burgers, dogs, sweet corn, and just about every summer food were being cooked. Several baskets of steamed crabs suddenly appeared. Several coolers of drinks and several coolers with brands of beer were on hand. You cannot have steamed crabs without beer.Most of the office employees and some of their families were there. Jenna and her gang, the remainder of the North six and their parents and some of the task force people had made it over. Jenny had. Then Kennedy said in a distorted voice, "Can't tell can you?" She was holding something to her mouth, a voice changer I assumed so I couldn't hear if she was the real one or not.Kennedy dragged Kiki by the leash so she was kneeling next to me. Kennedy swished the whip a few times, you could hear it swoosh through the air. She announced to the room in general, "I've always wanted to use this properly." Even though I'd bought it for her as a birthday present, I'd never let Kennedy use that whip.