M.Let’s see, that was 6 p.m. for Andrew. He should be there. There was no reply. No comfort. No reassurance. Tears streaked her cheeks and she lay o... her bed, clutching ‘Andrew’s’ pillow in her arms. She slept.She woke and looked blearily at her bedside clock. 2.47 a.m. Further sleep seemed impossible as her mind replayed the evening spent with Frankie. Another glance at her clock. 3.02 a.m. She stood and realised she still wore her blouse and skirt. The night was warm and she felt sticky and. Her bikini felt smaller now than when she first tried it on and debated whether to go out and let David see her in it. The stretch of the bright cords against the ripe opulence of her body dug in her flesh like restraints. Every step she’d taken in her garden under the watchful gaze of her beautifully made son made the tiny garment feel smaller and tighter.It was noticeably cooler inside the remote, air-conditioned home she’d come to think of as prison. At least if she were going to live in. "We kissed and were interrupted by Jenny who also wanted a good morning kiss. I told them, "I'm running a little late. Mom wanted to talk, but I need to get to work on a project for Wes."Suki came over and smiled at me, "We're going to have a little party tonight and you will be the party favor. Don't work too hard today as you're going to need all of the energy you can muster later. Eat a good lunch and make sure you exercise with Steve." Come on, Guys, I need to get to work. The company. " I know, and I would love to do that too, but it can't happen, so..." and with that he was headed back to his car.But it wasn't quite over yet. As they pulled into the driveway, Jill was standing on the front steps. Kyle parked the car, came around and opened the door for Emma, and then escorted her up to the steps."What am I supposed to say? The Principal of Jefferson High School just called me and told me what you did, Kyle. What am I supposed to say? You do so much good for people and then.