Drew and I had been invited to neighborhood dinner party on an upcoming Friday night. He only agreed to go after I practically begged him. I was reall...y looking forward to the party; I hadn’t been out of the house much since the baby. This was also going to be the third time we had left Tommy with a sitter. A young girl down the street, Rachael, had sat for us the previous two times was going to sit for us Friday. She was a very responsible girl who was graduating from high school. On Monday of. I ask if she had anything she needed washed. She went in to the bed room and came with the hamper with a few clothes in it. There was four pair of thong panties two bras and some jeans and shirts. The last thing was an oversized blue tee shirt that I had seen her where to bed.Jenny said dinner was ready. We had lasagna with garlic bread. Jenny and I ate but Heather could not eat hers so I fix her some soup. While Jenny did the dishes I fed Heather her soup. I finished the wash putting my. We have our own flat and everything,” Tiff replied bravely. The number of people knowing about everything was growing steadily.“Wait, your own flat? Is that where Sam keeps spending the night?” mum checked. Tiff just nodded and smiled weakly.Mum didn’t want to dig deeper. “So, tell us about this holiday,” she changed the subject.“It’s a gift. From BigMarket, for the school project,” I blurted out. Charlie and Tiff looked up at me sharply, and I tried to give them a meaningful ‘ask me later’. ”Owen nodded, “I can stay, but I have some appointments here and there I have to keep from before lunch on Monday until five o’clock, even though it’s a holiday. When are they arriving?”“Tomorrow, Sunday about two o’clock. My mother told me that my father wanted to get an early start because of the long drive from Memphis. They’ll be lucky if they can get my sister moving before eight o’clock, so I think it’ll be more like three or four providing they stop for lunch, which they will. My father.