‘Did she phone you?’ ‘Did she phone me? No. Why would she phone me?’ ‘Oh. I just thought that she might have. She asked me for your number.�...� ‘Oh,’ I said. And then after a while I said: ‘Are you sure that she didn’t mean Brian? Are you sure that it wasn’t Brian’s number that she wanted?’ Eloise laughed. ‘No. She had some … well … not very nice things to say about Brian. It seems he may have misread her intentions slightly.’ I nodded. ‘He does sometimes rush in where angels fear to tread.’. Mr. D was standing over me in my seated position I was just about eye level with his zipper I tried to look up and meet his eyes but my attention stayed on his package. That was when he informed me that he had checked my resume. The conversation went a little something like this, Mr. D ,"So I attempted to call your previous employers, but none of the numbers were right." Me,"Oh no I checked them myself," I started to blush a bit I am a very bad liar and I wasn't sure how far he had caught me.. " Why?" Tami asked quietly, almost whispering.I looked over at her. "I decided their were worse things than lying. Like bragging without caring about another person's feelings." He could have hurt you," Tami said."He did hurt me," I admitted. A true hero would have shrugged it off. "I play football. I've been hurt before. I'll get hurt again." I thought about adding a line about standing up for what's right, but there's a limit to early morning corn."Thank you." You're my friend," I said as I. "I gently kissed Jacque on the forehead and gave his curlers one morefirm squeeze."Now Jacque, before you go under the dryer. OH! You are going to adoreand hate that agony. Lets all put on a facial green tea mask. We have tobe sure our skin is properly cleansed and moisturized. Our masks can dotheir job while you are drying under the hood. And I think that would bea good time to do something about those nails. Clear polish is notacceptable at a slumber party. Claudette will do your nails in.