We held on to each other for what felt like forever. Then I took the last bath towel on top of the night stand and spread it on the middle of the bed....'Grandma, this is the last dry towel, but after that I can wipe the mattress topper dry and change the sheets if you want.' She slapped my butt hard with her strong left hand. 'You really want to send your granny straight to hell? You nasty devil.' I laughed, 'Sorry Grandma, I am just prepared for contingencies, as always. I like how you punish. Not only is he not a hunk, which would make it excusable, but he and his mum are relatively poor in comparison with us. It has just occurred to me that I don't care if some of them shun me. I have been forced to take stock of my life and I realise now I am being forced to grow up in a hurry.I have to put aside the shallow concerns I had and look at the bigger picture. Our wealth comes from the efforts of so many people and I am now seeing that I have to have a real concern for their welfare. I. “No, indeed not, and another factor to consider is that if she were to be, say, incarcerated for any length of time, it would give us an enormous structural advantage in terms of seeking our desired terms for a final settlement. From what I’ve heard, that seems to be a considerably high probability, which is one of the few upsides to the fact that what she did was, quite frankly, a violent felony.“She could actually go to prison, and not necessarily for a short time, either. I don’t have to. She wouldn't make it two stepsbefore some man would be ready to saw off his right arm for thechance to do anything she wanted him to do." So you're saying being a beautiful woman makes you feel betterand more in control of your fate than being a man did?"Justin couldn't believe what he was saying. "Yeah. I guess Iam." * * *Dr. Elena Richardson sat back from her console, rubbing her eyesand groaning. "He's tough," she complained, massaging her neck."Real damn tough.".