“The new and improved Mike meets with my approval,” Dale said.“Thanks,” I replied.We finished our lunches, said ‘goodbye’ to Dale, and the... Jocelyn, Clarissa, and I headed back to the house to hang out for the rest of the afternoon.“There was a call while you were out, Mikey. A Mrs. Stephens. Isn’t that Angie’s mom?”“She’s the only person I know with that last name. Did she leave a number?”“She said you had it, but I asked her for it anyway. It’s on the pad by the phone.”“Thanks,” I said.“Now. You are now 12 years old but your life will now begin and this will be for the rest of your days. I will train you for the next 4 years, so that you are in future a very happy slave of Glen. I know all my ex husband’s predispositions and this is by you to follow all my orders or not. The consequences of this you have to take are very painful. So be an obedient slave and do all what your mother says. you will find something irrational in our behaving but be sure: We all only want the best for. Then level with the saddle, two more paces and with the Green very close, Jack glanced sideways.John Cleese’s nod showed his acknowledgement that he knew Rascal had the beating of his mount. With unprecedented joy in his heart, Jack, with roars and cheers filling his ears, urged his ever-eager horse past the waving blue flag.As he eased his brave mount to a halt, Jack was surprised to feel the tears on his cheeks. They had won. He slid down from the saddle and moved to Rascal’s head, hugged the. *She offered him something to drink. He declined but encouraged her to imbibe if she chose.She perched on the sofa arm, popped open a Moxie and swigged. ”So, Mr. Chat Whisperer, do you have another name?”“You may call me Burton,” he answered pleasantly.Dignified enough, she thought. Suits him well.“And what exactly does a Chat Whisperer do?” She tilted her head in expectation.“I provide guidance and support for ladies like yourself who have, for lack of a better phrase, are in search of their.