"Samuel? Is that you? You had your hair done too?" she said, slowing downas she worked her words out with a tone of astonishment and disbelief."Instea..." was all I could get out. Just one word. Instead. I don?t knowwhy I chose that word. I did not think that that word would give her theimpression that this was voluntary. "Instead? Where?s Veronica? Did shenot get her hair done?" No," she responded quietly but in a matter of fact manner from thecorner of the room. Priscilla turned and saw. Yes ... government,” I said.His turn to make the continue gesture ... mine was nowhere as regal. I continued ... through lunch and tea and... “You drove over the hill.”“Government?” Aghast.“So they claimed.”Our stomachs announced that we had missed something. I blushed, he reddened.“I could cook,” I said simultaneously as he said, “Is there someplace decent we could go?”And I said, “That lets out bangers and mash.”I chuckled at his look ... not a clue.I sat up and exited my chair. “Follow me.”I. A stiff vodka martini was the next thing on her agenda.Grace sat alone at the kitchen table. It was 11:30 and she was drinking a martini…..and enjoying it immensely. What had she just witnessed? She knew Lauren would be out of it after the surgery but Lauren had exposed a much bigger concern. “What was she talking about when she said, “we do it all the time?” Grace asked herself. “Who does it all the time?”Grace knocked down the martini much more quickly than she should have. She only drank. ”“You’re such a whore,” Jonas snapped, arms folded across his chest.“Awww, don’t be jealous, Jonas. You can join me in the bath if you’d like.” Amelia unwrapped herself from around Harper, winking.“I’ll pass. I have some self-respect left.” Jonas brushed past Amelia and stormed off.“Harper, keep an eye on Jonas until I get back.” Amelia handed her the key. “Make sure he doesn’t go chasing after any unsuspecting ladies.”Harper’s cheeks turned red, but she locked eyes with Amelia. “Y-yes,.