Carol. Just call me Rosie, OK? I have a feeling we’re going to be seeing a lot of each other.”Linda and her sister came back out and I gave each o...f them a hug, and Linda walked me out to my car, giving me a big hug before I headed on home.Monday during lunch I asked Holly if she could come over to my house after school. She said of course, and only then did she ask me what for.That I have learned over the years is what a real friend does. A lot of people will ask what for, and only then decide. The press could understand, or go hang themselves for all I cared. Those who mattered were extremely helpful.“You, young lady, are going to lie back and let me fix your hair...” Polly clucked her tongue as she pampered Jennifer. The former first family showed up at our door one morning and appeared equipped to stay with us and help take care of Jennifer. There was no option to decline, respectfully. Polly swept in, announced she was there for the duration, to take care of her, ‘adopted’. Looks didn't get you everything - you need a personality, too, and I felt like I was as boring as a textbook.I eventually reached my apartment building; a stray cat hissed and scrambled away as I unlocked the door. After getting the mail, I climbed the three flights of stairs to my floor.My apartment was unchanged from before I left for the rave party. Dishes from my early dinner were still unwashed in the sink, and the lamp by the door flickered with dying life. I set my keys and clutch on the. ”“You can see it in my sons. If he and I never did anything else right, we made two beautiful baby boys and they are so much fun.”“Where is he stationed?”“He was in Korea, but he’s been back stateside for three years now and he’s stationed in Texas. He didn’t even come home to see his sons when he got back, and he wrote me that he’s just re-upped again. Sometimes I wonder about him.”“You mean wonder about how he is?”“No, I wonder if he even wants to come back to live with us. His sons haven’t.