Her feet were cold and wet when she got in the car, but Uncle Jack turned the heater on full while he warmed up the engine and scraped off the windows... Danielle remembered something she'd read in a magazine, and took off her boots. She carefully dried her feet and put on a dry pair of socks. She upended her boots over a vent. They wouldn't be dry, they'd be tolerable.The trip down the mountain was slow. Uncle Jack was obviously taking no chances with the icy roads. The main highway had been. She rolled over so we could all see the tears running down her face. I lay down beside her and slipped my arm under her head and drew her in. She turned to me and clutched at my shoulder, sobbing. I looked past her to see the other four women beaming. I held her close for nearly half an hour. She looked at me before rising, kissed me on the lips and thanked me.Lori broke the long silence. “So, everyone’s good with the bridge?”“That was so hot,” Colleen said.Nancy grinned, “How hot was it,. Made a deal with him... Baseball and money... Meet with Mr. Avery as our mom,Vanessa... blackmailed into going to the Phillies game... pissing him off...being left at the game, alone," I said leaving out some of the detailslike going to mall, putting on a fashion show, getting hit on at arestaurant, and enjoying most of it, a little bit. Michael didn't sayanything. He just kept driving. I notice him look over at me but Inoticed his eyes were looking more toward my legs. Which, if I was a guy,I. "You seem tried. You should lay down, take a shower perhaps" Harold said"I do that. I think I like to be alone and relax now" She said"Ok good"Harold went into the other room. The room had hand lotions and wipes allready. He removes his clothes and waited till he heard the sounds of theshower. Debra was in the other room and lay down in the bed. She kicked herfeet up and started to rub them. They ached badly. She normally had some wimpymanboy rubbed them but right now she was alone."Maybe a.