"A small motorcade pulled up to the group and Steve, his Father and his aunt got into the armor plated limousine that had pulled up. The driver of one... of the other cars took the luggage that had been unloaded from the plane and loaded it into the back of his car. Once the luggage was loaded and everyone was in a vehicle, the motorcade proceeded from the airport and across the desert along with their police escort.John and Peggy were impressed by the motorcade and the police escort they had just. “stop that!” she mocked.She was an excellent mimic, able to parody anyone in voice, stride, and mannerisms. I approved, a fellow brat! That is partly how she was able to rob the Matrons of their necklaces. A small part. She could ingratiate herself into the company of any level of society, from highest to lowest, by assuming the postures and attitudes of the group wordlessly.I had to be careful that she did not become bored in social settings, or she was likely to upset the apple-cart for her. “He’s too good a man to screw over. But...”“Yeah, I know what you mean, and he is too good a man to screw over as you say. That said, that’s just what we got done doing. I know I’m not going to be saying this right, but as bad as what we just did actually is; I mean cheating on our man, it feels right,” he said.“I feel the same way. I guess all we can do is hope for the best and keep our heads. I can’t divorce him nor can I, well, I can’t do whatever it is I can’t do,” she said. “What a mess.. Along with her other teachers, I arrived for the last couple hours. There were about a hundred people there, including her English major class of 30 students, this figure not counting twenty lean monks in bright orange suits. The head monk read Buddhist scripture from scrolls and when these long readings paused, the other monks would chant musically and people would start playing their distinctive Thai instruments. The music they played was cheery… if a little weird. Shockingly, there were.