" he chuckled, "We'll put you in the dungeon. Junior! Show Unca Chuck the house."So ... I walked beside Unca Chuck and gave him the grand tour.I showe...d him the ground floor ... The Rooms of State ... Press Room ... Formal Dining ... Throne Room ... Formal Entrance and Grand Veranda. The rooms were sufficiently 'Royal', 20 foot ceilings, Canadian Maple and Vermont Walnut ... foot wide English chestnut flooring."Momma had these rooms added after she gave her first Press Conference and nobody came. .it was a sense of pride. I needed this woman to help us."Jesus Christ that was the longest fucking drive ever," said Jess fumingfrom our horrid car ride. Apparently people from Connecticut just don'tknow how to drive. And they say us New Yorkers are bad drivers...sheesh."Did Dr. Ramirez say where we were to meet her?" I asked looking over thebeautiful campus. I had seen pictures but to see the architecture inperson was just outstanding. I was pulled from my admiration of the landby Jess's. I only wish I could float like a balloon instead of waddling along. No one ever told me that being pregnant in the summer was so uncomfortable. Meg, when you marry, never join with Raoul during winter. I cannot think of a more uncomfortable time to be with child than the summer!" Christine! Please! Keep your voice lowered. You are a scandal for me to associate with as it is. You should be in confinement and your refusal to hide away in your home is causing an uproar among the upper classes. You. I glanced and he was smiling broadly. I guess it had been a most excellent moment for him as well. He kept smiling but he didn’t say anything. Let’s see if we can get this moving in a productive direction. ‘You know, Jeff, after my initial awkwardness, I’ve really enjoyed all the time we’ve spent together.’ True enough, although the awkwardness was more like a huge chip on my shoulder. I can spin with the best of them. ‘Me too.’ Two fucking syllables? Help me out here, dude. ‘I’m looking.