." Iblushed bright red, "You must think I am incredibly egotistical."His smile was reassuring, he seemed happy, "Well you certainly soundlike a true w...iter. Ego and all," he winked. I felt my face turn evenbrighter red. He smiled. "You'll have to get over that," he said,pointing at my cheeks. "When you're a successful writer, you'll have tobelieve all that." I blushed further. "Now, for the boring part," he said, taking out paperwork. "It's astandard representation letter. If we place the. This one signified displeasure ... he's good at that.I looked at him, "Well, good morning to you, too." Dripping with sarcasm.'What's so good about it? ... I was having a cool drink and you come in here and stink up the place.'Well, naturally, I figured it was just me ... you know ... reading reactions.'Hey! I'm talking here.'So, I answer back..."Yeah, well ... If you didn't have to kill your food before you eat it, scattering it to hell and gone, you could have your water in the food. They let Ashley sign for the trunk, but asked that she not open it until Mom got home. That took a few more hours.By the way, the whole time, since my first arrival in 3C until I was told that Mom finally paid for my release, I had no idea that Mom was calling and that she already came down so many times. I had no clue whether she was bothering at all - I thought she would, it was unlike her to just leave me there like that. But I had no way of knowing. I had no way of asking anyone.When they. "I remember you, too," Tina said softly.I pretty much know what she remembers. This could be..."I'm ... I was Christina Johnson last year. I'm Christina Addison now. This is my husband, Alan. Alan, this is..."Kellen stepped forward, extending her hand to Alan. "Kellen Denger. Reformed asshole. I wasn't a nice person in Tina's life last year. Or Nikki either." She wrapped Tina up in a hug. "Tina, I'm sorry..." When the hug broke, there were tears. "Nikki told me about you. And Alan..