She was sitting on the tan couch we've had for years, just in a bra and her underwear, with a thin nightie-type long blouse on, smoking a cigarette. I...don't remember what she was watching... some nonsense, but I cant stand TV anyway... but as I was walking past her, car keys in-hand, she said, "Hey". It just seemed in the usual passing sort of manner, so I just said "Hey" in response. But, before I could even another two steps she said, "Come here" in a rather abrupt, almost serious. I don’t want him to omit things because they might not make me happy. I don’t want him to hide any situation or problem, even if I’m the cause – especially if I’m the cause.”“That’s a good start. Think about it. I find that if I write things like that down in my journal I get greater clarity about what I really want.”“I’ll do that.”“Good, now come inside and help me start dinner. Your dad will be home from work soon, and let’s surprise him by having everything ready.”Mark called me mid-morning. "Ann cringed at the terrible Yorkshire brogue issuing from her beautifullips but there was nothing to be done about it now and she was eager toenjoy her newfound freedom."Jolly good! Now run along back to the house - it's almost time fordinner. Your maid will dress you. Tell her that you want the red gownand your mother's diamonds. In your purse I have made up a list of whatyou should wear at my - your grandmamma's. Study it! Keep your mouthshut and just look bored; you'll get by. It had a scooped necklinewith puffy, full-length sleeves, a high waist, and then layer upon layerof frothy skirts which tumbled down to the floor, with a short train tothe rear.''Oh Rosemary! That is gorgeous! I've never seen anything so wonderful.''Isn't it. I hate to sell it, but it's really no good me keeping it. It'snot as though it was my wedding dress.''You want me to wear this?' I squealed delightedly. 'Wow!'But then I looked more closely. 'But I'll never get into that. Look at thesize.