" Rosalind had resigned herself to the fact that Eleanor was leaving, if not right away, then sooner than later.The house sold more quickly than Elean...or had expected. The market was up again, and the property's spectacular views and careful décor were a great benefit to the real estate agent. The first offer was right on the asking price, but before she could accept, a second offer, higher than the first, but wanting the furniture and furnishings was the trigger that Eleanor decided to pull.It. A female child in his opinion was not worth the trouble to raise. Besides he had a school full of desirerable little pricks and fortunately quite a few of them were already leaning towards what he wanted from them. And, he knew from long experience how to spot the cute little devils.In Robert's first year as a student in a school such as the one he now controlled, he had seen an expert in action. He had been fortunate in noticing that an older boy from his own school was approaching a much. I was raised better than that. I rang the doorbell, turned the knob on her front door, found it unlocked, and walked in. The three of us had long ago just walked into each other’s houses as long as we notified the occupants first by either knocking or ringing the doorbell. I went into the kitchen and saw Amber’s mother and father having coffee. Her dad was reading the newspaper and her mother was reading a Southern Living magazine. Both looked up at me and smiled.“Good morning, Gwen,” her. "I don't, I don't really know." Why not?" I've never been in love before. I'm not sure what it feels like." He's not cute enough?" Oh, no. That has nothing to do with it." I don't think he's really cute." Trust me, he is. There's just something about him." I want somebody really gorgeous, you know? Like you're really gorgeous, amazing."The speed at which she said it made it sound like, "Iwantsomebodyreallygorgeousyouknow? Likeyou'rereallygorgeousamazing."She didn't lack for enthusiasm.It took.