"Fuck," you exclaim when you realize you don't actually have a glass bottle to spin. You think you have to have something else that would fill in. You... run through what you have that you could use.Pencil or pen? Nah, too pedestrian you think.Shampoo bottle? No, too potentially messy.Looking at your desk you see scissors. That would cut to the heart of the matter. But even with that cool pun you don't think it is really appropriate to use it. You guess you could get dressed and go to the. Never crossed my mind." Wouldn't it be nice if you were wearing a robe too, Mom?" And why is that again, Megan?" I asked, finally feeling myself beginning to go with the flow a little."Because then I could see you, too." You want to see me, Megan? Like I said, you've seen me before." I know, Mom. But we've never really seen each other because we wanted to." Like I said, Honey ... do you want to see me?" Yes, I do."I gave Megan my best sly smile before moving my hand to the top button of my. I put hanging out with my sister at the top of my priority list. My sister was the only thing that mattered to me in the world back then, and still now. She loved my company and expected me to go everywhere with her. Almost a year after turning 16, I finally got my G2 license and was able to drive on my own. My wonderful parents had bought me a car, and I took my little sister to the park, mall, you name it. My friends always shunned me for hanging out with my sister more than them, fuck those. Then Kathy added, "I explained the urgency to her."Jan said she would be on the plane and hung up, then went home to prepare for the trip. She took a portable computer and one of the Peters' Drives. Early Friday morning she was in the office carefully going over the financial information she thought she would need. Finally, she made arrangements to be driven to O'Hare. If the trip wasn't successful, she wouldn't be coming back to O'Hare to pick up Pete's car ... ever! She boarded the plane.The.