.. we can't... anything" Neil explained, shrugging."But you like me... right?" Yes. God yes. You've been a giant... tease all week"Leah gave him an od...d look. "All week? I was teasing you yesterday, I guess, but not all week." Sitting outside the testing center?"Leah thought about it, then shrugged. "Maybe. OK, a little" A LITTLE?!?"She shrugged, but looked honestly unsure about it."Fine. Leah... look, I... really like you, and you are so... but you're a camper and I'm a counselor and that. She chuckled, "Believe me, that was the most fun I've ever had around that woman. My parents could have bought her dad's publishing company ten times, but I certainly hope I never was the concieted little shit she was... was I?"A half hour later, as Don slipped through the sliding glass door onto Deedee's patio, Marge stepped in front of him and asked, quietly, "Just who do you think you are, Don Parker? So you wrote a book or two; I was raised by a journalist and could write a dozen of them. If you didn't you'd end up wearing a sack like this woman had on.The woman laid the clothes on the counter and consulted a list. "You also need three tops. What's your bust size?"Candace looked around to make sure nobody could overhear her. "32B." She wanted a larger bust, but she hadn't gone up a size in more than a year. She was afraid her chest was done growing."These are made out of lycra," the woman said, putting three garments on the counter. "The good news is these are only $5 each. Your. ”I frowned as I tried to make sense of what Sam was saying. Then I frowned again because it did make a kind of frown-worthy sense.“Then she gave up and asked me to stand there and pretend. It didn’t seem wrong to do that. I didn’t think about your dad.”“That’s okay, Sam. But if you didn’t smack Tara and Mum didn’t smack Tara then who did? Her bottom is all red.”Sam grinned. “That’s makeup! Your Mum used a whole stack of that blush stuff on her. I suggested paint but she said this would look.