I took it, and he swept me into his arms."You are, without a doubt, the most beautiful bride I have ever seen!" Thank you daddy!" I squealed, then hug...ed him again.Dad had rented a limousine, which was waiting out front. I held his armas we walked out, then we were driven to the country club and let outright at the front door. I saw Angel and Jill walking towards me. Theywore long pale lilac colored dresses with puffy sleeves. Those Empirewaisted monstrosities did nothing for either of them,. .. Makes me wanna study sociology and psychology, just to understand why...”“They can’t figure it out either, Carlie...”“I saw it close up with Mom,” she sighed. “And I see it close up with people at school. Why?”I shrugged. “You don’t need my opinion.”“Yes, I do. I need the opinion of my friend Bob, who has NO evidence or indication of sexual profligacy in his life.”“Uh, Carlie, I’m not sure I wanna talk about that with you.”“What? Contemporary social mores? Or your history?”“Both. Especially. Itwas on the maximum already. It was then that she realised what haddriven Louise to throw the coffee over them.At that moment her telephone rang and her secretary told her that it wasa private call for her."Hello Mrs Goodwin, it's Paula Stewart here, ... yes I've settled inwell thank you. It's just that my boy has just.... He took something andI think I ought to apologise, you see... I think I told you years agothat I caught him in some girl's undies, do you remember? I asked youropinion as. He had tried to call Beth earlier. No answer. Some wooden boxes left in a pile allowed him to climb up to a dirty window high on the back wall. The window was so dirty that he couldn't see anything inside. Carefully, he scraped away years of grunge.After some effort, a tiny peephole through the filth allowed Ken to see a few shapes and features in the room... obviously he was peering into Roger and Darlene's dressing room, but beyond that recognition was difficult. People were more moving.