" It's just that you're spending entirely too much time running around with this Chad boy and not enough time on your studies, that's the problem." Oh... mom you're exaggerating this whole boyfriend thing, honestly." Oh really, well we'll see."The following Monday Megan was doing the laundry and when she stripped Jean's bed she noticed a paper bag partially hidden behind her night stand. Curious, she picked it up and looked inside. Swell, just fucking swell she thought as she pulled out three. I honestly felt a bit awkward at first, but the girls talked about it like they were talking about the groceries, so relaxed that the feeling passed quite quickly.We didn't do much that day, we would do a trip one day and have a lazy day the day after and that day was the lazy day's turn. We went to the beach, had lunch and returned in the late afternoon to the villa to clean up and dress to go have dinner on the boulevard.So that evening when we arrived home we showered and started a board. " Interesting. Well, any chance you have your Grammy's photos around? I'dlove to see if I could further nail this theory down."Robin shook her head. "Not in my wallet. I left her stuff back inDeepwater."Vivian sighed. "Shame. Well, at the very least, I'll bet your charmingdrawal comes from her."Robin rolled her eyes. "Come on, Vivian. You know that speech isn'tgenetic." And while Robin knew that was true, she couldn't deny that shetoo thought her accent seemed a bit stronger. But what should I say? What should I do? Until this moment, I had never been called out like this. How do I admit to her that she had won?But had she? In the middle of debating if to run away or to simply break down completely, I managed to think for a moment. Did she have any actual proof that I wasn't Miss Thompson? Could she just be bluffing? Assuming, or even hoping that I'd admit I was the fraud I am? I knew if I surrendered to her now I would be arrested and hauled off to jail crying, all.