Eye of the Storm (Hudson 3)

and again surprised me with some makeup on her

face. I even thought she had taken greater pains with

her normally dull, clipped hair. It had been blown

dried and styled,

"Rain, I'm sorry I wasn't here to help settle you

in. but I had a very important meeting with a group of

developers out of New York who are thinking of

building a theme park much like a Disney World on

one of our properties. It could be a very, very big deal.

It's actually exciting. I'll tell you more about it as the details develop. Go on, finish eating your lunch," she

said with a wave of her hand.

I was hungry so I returned to it.

"Well." she said moving closer as she inspected

the equipment. "I hope you're happy with what I've

had done. I consulted with a therapist first, of course.

We didn't spare any expense."

"What did you do with the furniture that was

here?" I asked.

"Oh. I've turned it over to a consignment

company. Maybe we'll get something back on it." "I wished you had left it. I'd much rather have

had that precious old bed than this."

"Nonsense, my dear. It wouldn't have been half

as practical. Why make things more difficult for you

than they already are?

"Of course. I've discussed most of this with

Grant. I wanted to talk to Megan and get her involved

in the events and actions that concern you, but she's

now worse than ever when it comes to facing

difficulties. She couldn't stand even hearing about

you," she gleefully reported. "Grant's beside himself