"Suzanne hesitated, and took a mouthful of sausage and eggs before replying."Well, lots of things, really," she said guardedly. "I guess, to be honest..., I got tired of slumming." Spoken like a true Grosse Pointer," said Mrs. Delacorte, and they both laughed, knowing the humor of her statement."Truthfully, I wanted to stay, but the neighborhood is really worse than I had expected." Why do you think the city's tearing it all down?" asked her mother. "Another few years, and all those crummy. I walked the streets in just my shorts and trainers. I didn’t have socks on, and I had recently taken to not wearing underpants. I felt the sun on my body and over the past few weeks, it had given me a nice tan. My naturally blonde hair was even lighter and was almost white. My sky blue eyes stood out against my tanned face. At 12 years old I wasn’t tall, just 4 foot 7 and I weighed a very little as well, just 6 stone. But I wasn’t very skinny, I was just right as mum would say.I made my way. I can live with that.” I winked at her.She looked at me like had grown a third eye. Then busted out laughing.“And here I thought I would have to pull you along kicking and screaming into this relationship. You are pretty sure of yourself aren’t ya?” She grinned.“Actually not at all.” I replied seriously. “I am terrified that this is all a big mistake and you are going to come to your senses and realize how much better you could do than me.”“But until that happens I plan on riding this wave. Stay, you bitch!’ Throwing the keys on the bed he watched as Tammy fumbled with her lock, the chain finally falling on the pillows. Realizing his vulnerability, Bob cocked the gun and stepped back to the doorway. ‘You know where it is, dear. Go ahead.’ Finishing, Tammy walked back into the bedroom to find Allessandra with a chain around her neck, Bob holding the other end. ‘Come on, dear, we need to take the dog out.’ When realization hit, Tammy tried to figure out how to stop it from.