I was grieving at the time, and no longer seeing the famous man whom I thought I loved. A potential customer email arrived requesting a huge amount of... information, and containing a list of questions about plants, soil and watering. It was signed ‘Sam’. I sighed to myself. Becky was busy, so I reluctantly began to respond to this lengthy tome. I ended the email (which had also become lengthy), in a semi-humorous fashion, asking this man Sam if there was anything else I could do for him? Perhaps. Wednesday afternoon I left my work early and headed home to get ready for the spa. I quickly changed into leggings, an oversize sweater, and some ugg boots, before I headed to the spa. I also applied some simple base make-up and touched up my lips and eyes, and pulled my hair back into a ponytail. When I arrived, the girl at the receptionist desk, checked me in and sent me to the back to change into a robe. A salon worker met me and gave me the full package of facial, manicure and pedicure,. “I do not think I managed to grab anything that looks real nice, in my rush to get away from that jerk ex of mine.” “I think we might find something if you wasn’t able to grab anything.” “Would you mind going in with me, and see what I do have, and then go from there Alice?” “Good idea Nancy.” then mom and Nancy headed off to the bed room, where Nestlé, Nancy, and I, had slept all week. “Well dad how was yours and mom’s honeymoon?” Nestlé asked, as Nancy and mom started toward the bedroom. . ‘The least that I can do for your help,’ was her response. ‘Can you wait for me to wash up a bit and change?’ he asked. ‘Yes, of course,’ she answered, ‘Then I’ll need to do the same.’ They went to his student housing building. ‘Welcome to the stalag!’ he said. ‘It seems so horrible!’ she answered. ‘Yes, it is a little worse than it looks,’ he said with a laugh. ‘Oh, dear!’ she said to him. ‘As you wait for me, please lock your doors,’ he said. ‘I don’t trust all the neighbors here.’ She said.