Susan stepped out of the car, as Charles held the door, then went into the entrance. A large reception desk was inside, and past that was a bank of el...evators. Susan went to the elevator and one of the doors opened as she was about to press the button. Getting off the elevator on the f******nth floor, Susan looked to her right and left and spotted the lobby for the clinic she was looking for. As she went through the door, the receptionist at the reception desk stood and greeted her. “Are you. Little did they know he'd bring home his fianc≠e."Misty found herself smiling at the thought. "I guess that's kinda romantic," she offered with meaningful look."I dunno," Miranda confessed sadly with a shrug, "I've never been given the whole story. My father just sorta alluded to some kind of problem with Mom and her family. But I remember him saying once that it was bad. There was a certain... I don't know. Conviction? To his words that told me there's more to my maternal grandparents than. ”“Okay,” I said. “We’re not all like that.”“What if I told you that Abbie had been assaulted ... dying ... because you weren’t there?” he questioned. “And the police refused to do anything?”“Umh ... not fair.”“Life is not fair,” he said. “All men are not equal. Your truths you hold most sacred are lies. Philosophy sucks.”“How can you say that?”“Observation,” he said. “Your leaders practice the Do as I say rule but follow Not as I do. Even the parents of your young. Which reminds me .... She pulled my hand and asked me to stay until she gets ready for the party. While getting ready she asked me whether I enjoyed the conference. I said, yes it was fun and she interrupted and asked, did you meet anyone interesting? I said, except my sister none. She said your fighting sister yeah I bet I said you have no idea she said, Vic can you come in.I have difficulty in hooking this thing I hesitated but went inside anyway. She was wearing a white dress with half her back nude and legs.