Greg gave his lecture on Detroit streets, the crew applauded and went back to work.The boat was already on the slings. Greg wound them up ... they mov...ed the stands ... the boat was lowered in the water.Andrea pulled money out of the volumetric purse ... Greg took out a couple of hundreds for Bitsie's painting and said, "I'll make a mint out of the airplanes, the engines and all that brass. Junior? It's been a pleasure. Andrea? Keep safe ... he's not that much older," he said cryptically. "Boys?. ”Mo was already feeling like maybe she had had a bit too much to drink already that morning, but she did as she was told. Jessica patted her on the head, and started cleaning up the room. Once most of the toys were put away, Jessica opened Mo’s suitcase and began going through her clothes. She set out a short skirt, a baby blue thong and a tight t-shirt.Jessica stood back and said, “I think that should be a cute outfit. Why don’t you get dressed.”“Shouldn’t there be a bra?” Mo asked. “Don’t be. Charles's grandparents from his father's side of the family died a long time ago and his dad had been raised by his grandaunt.Some of the customers were his mom's old friends who came all the way to the shop just to welcome his mom back. As for how they knew she was back, was simple. Most of the townspeople attended church on Sundays. His grandparents attended church on Sundays. They told their friends in church and word spread. Also that once his mom lived in Constantinople's Lot, she had to. .. no its must be a mistake ... building one.She looks at me in amazement.- but who are you, Paul .. Only seven people live in building one ...- my name is Paul Douglas ... My father worked in real estate.Her eyes widen and her mouth opens.- are you waiting, are you roger douglas the real estate agent who owns half of the buildings in america- yes ... Finally belonged he died this summer with my mother in a car accident so all belongs to me now.She looks down a bit.- oh .. I was ignoring my.