If I were to ever call a 900 line, I would expect the voice on the other end to mimic his. Then there came a time for me to move on. I began interview...ing for other positions within the company. It didn’t seem to matter what job I interviewed for, there was always something that was against me. The hours were wrong, there wasn’t enough money, someone more qualified was picked for the job, and on it went. One day, I was scheduled for yet, another interview. I had all but lost my confidence and. The somewhat muted riot of togetherness in the Carter home—the Douglas venue thereof—was a close second.The pancakes and bacon were consumed with a passion. The hopeful toasts that followed the food, made with coffee mugs and water glasses, were for my benefit.“To the brother who saved my life,” announced Ronald.“To my daddy, David Carter,” howled Jenna; I say howled because she cried in the doing of the toast. I wondered what exactly she meant referring to me as her daddy, but, the scene was. " I'm not gonna do it, of course." Well yeah."So it was settled. I'd milk the interviews for what I could get, andsee if I could find any other ways to monetize on my situation, at leastin the near-term. I had an idea."Hey, you remember that gaming live stream I used to do?" The yearbefore, I'd run a stream where viewers could watch me play games andbanter on my webcam. It sounded silly, but a few dozen people wouldcheck it out every so often."Yeah, what about it?" I bet I could direct some. OK?’ She nodded solemnly and then frowned herself as she asked him one last question. ‘Jonnie… I know I probably shouldn’t ask this, but… I’ve been reading in some magazines about a rumor that you and Kris are… lovers…’ She winced as she said the word. ‘Is it… true?’ she asked hesitantly. Jonnie smiled ruefully as he shook his head and then replied sarcastically, ‘Well, at least you are ASKING about it this time instead of just assuming!’ He hesitated and sighed heavily as he continued. ‘No….