Agents surrounded the house, some hidden, some not. When they walked through the door, three agents sat in the living room, a coffee table in front of...them with stacks of paper covering it. An agent in a black suit carried the bags to a room off the kitchen. He motioned for Catherine to follow. Another agent took Chris to the kitchen table. He didn’t give her a second glance as she walked by, carrying Megan. The agent let the bags fall to the floor, and shut the door behind him as he stood at. “Wait! I want to hear this. Let’s take it all downstairs.” Lorraine smiled and laughed at her husband.She grabbed a big cooler of iced tea and Jerry grabbed a stack of glasses and the family assembled downstairs, surrounding the girls and moms playing Scrabble. Lorraine set the cooler on a table, that was located next to a small refrigerator in the far corner, and Jerry set the glasses next to it.“Girls? Do you mind if we sit around and talk while you play?” I asked.“No Daddy. Can we ask for. I heard the school bus pull up outside my residence a 2:30. I saw Lacy exit the bus in a hurry as the k**s hurled insults at her for being the ugliest girl in school. As she ran to my front door I could see she was crying hysterically. She rang the door bell and when I answered her head was bowed in humiliation... tears were literally falling on the books she held in hand. I quickly escorted her into the foyer and grabbed her books and set them on the table. I then told her to come to me and I. "Go somewhere," said Brad. "Disappear and do not come back for two weeks." What about the schedule?" The schedule will be adjusted." What about Steve?" Campinelli gets two weeks off too."He couldn't help it. It just felt wrong."You know this is a crock," said Bob."I do," said Brad. "We all do. But we will do as the president suggests, and life will go on." He shrugged. "There is a bright side to all this." What's that?" asked Bob."Turns out some secretary at the Secret Service snagged one of.