" I can try," she muttered but inched her way out and then scurried over to stand by him. He settled his arm around her waist protectively. She was we...aring a dress hurriedly thrown on."What are you doing back home, Mandy?" Melody asked. "You didn't tell me you were coming." What? I can't come back to my own home when I want to?" Malinda huffed then she shrugged. "Things were getting a little intense in Brighton so I decided to come back here until things cooled off a bit." Well, of course. Why? That didn’t fit the usual pattern. Only families loyal to the Shah had been allowed to send students abroad during those last years, had these two even then been tasked to deep cover by the Khomeini camp? Carpenter didn’t know the answer to that one, and you couldn’t just pick up the phone and call Information Central for the file. The best way to get this missing piece was to go to Tehran and talk to the man, and that meant poaching off the reservation. The decision to do so wouldn’t be. I see what you have in mind from the drawings and like the idea, but let's go through each page and make sure that we understand each other."I asked him to send someone down to the restaurant to get a box of cling wrap. He sent someone while we talked about the rollers in the floor and the sub-containers for partial loads. He loved the concept, but needed to get with an engineer to design the system. I told him that I'd make a call to Ken Parson and asked Craig to forward my drawings over to. He looked around, clicked his tongue a couple times, shook his head, but didn't say anything. Yesterday, I was up at the crack of dawn, even though it was a Saturday, and over at Robbie's house cleaning the mess. It was amazing the amount of trash that forty middle schoolers could make. Then I disassembled the stage and stored it in the utility building out behind the chicken coop.Robbie came downstairs just as I was getting ready to leave. She looked around with half-closed eyes, mumbled.