I've always had a bit of a soft spot for Myles...

So thank you so much for "humanizing" him and taking us on this journey towards his redemption.

My sister actually got asked to sing Flicker in a camp counselor interview - don't know Black Socks - sing away I would love to learn it.

Myles is great and coming along nicely. Business cards are always good things - each child of mine has one tucked into their backpack - just in case!

Yea Myles. While your caring for your family, you can pay for Cassie's speech class.

I seee you down there Kav! Can we get another post tonight? Pretty please!! With a cherrie on top.

Ack! I believe the computer I am working on is possessed. It ate my post twice...here we go again....cross your fingers

"How can a person not have a stove?" Myles demanded irritably, still smarting from his morning attempt at familial communing.

"Maybe she couldn't afford to pay her electricity bill," Lucy suggested quietly.

"If she doesn't have electricity then she doesn't have lights, television, access to a CD player..."

"Myles if she can't afford to pay her electricity bill she probably doesn't have a CD player or a TV set," Sue pointed out.

"Then it stands to reason she doesn't have a refrigerator either," D added glumly. "How can such poverty exist in the richest country in the world?"

"That would explain a food shortage which would, in turn, explain why you said she seemed half-starved," Bobby pointed out. "You know we see evidence of this every day in our jobs, but somehow when you get to know the person it hits home more."

"Speaking of which -- what if they don't have one?" Jack spoke up for the first time, voicing a suspicion that was beginning to have more and more credence in his mind.

"How could she not have a home? Where would she take Cassie at night..." Myles couldn't go on.

"We don't know that for a fact, but Tara hasn't been able to locate a current address," Sue said soothingly.

"That doesn't mean they're...homeless." Myles was appalled and visibly shaken at the thought. He had heard read about homelessness in America and seen the street people of the nation's capital when his work led him to more unsavory areas of town, but this was a mother and child. Surely they had agencies that would step in and offer assistance. Or churches... He leapt from his chair, heading for the door. "I'm going to the church. Reverend Brambles must know something and if she doesn't, she should."

Sue looked questioningly at Jack, who nodded. She smiled gratefully and grabbing Levi's leash hurried after Myles.

* * *

Carolyn forced her body into working mode and sluggishly attacked the kitchen. She piled the washer full of laundry; efficiently sneaking in a portion of Cassie's to get washed in the process. She forced herself to finish the downstairs before helping herself to an oatmeal chocolate chip muffin and a cup of tea. Myles had left a note. Help yourself. Take some home to Cassie.

Home. It had become a four letter word to her, as foul as others much more offensive. Other people had homes. Other people gathered there at the end of the day, in warmth and comfort with cupboards full of food and blankets on beds, soft and beckoning. Other people chose paint colours and lined walls with wallpaper borders, complained about the cost of heating or the water bill. She would give nearly anything to have those worries asthe idea of home grew more and more illusive every day.

Morose. That's what she was. What good was having an exceptionally giddy night of escape if it made the next morning's reality harsher than before? Carolyn sighed, rubbing her temples where an incessant throbbing was beginning to resonate. Please God, I can't get sick. Think of Cassie. Help me be strong.

Sitting down had been a bad idea, now it seemed to take a monumental effort to get up. But she had to. There was still dusting to be done, two more loads of laundry and the appliances to clean. Myles had been very kind yesterday; she couldn't take advantage of him today. Rising wearily she grabbed the dusting mitt and started back to work.

* * *

"Carolyn Stevenson is a difficult woman to get to know," Reverend Brambles agreed, barely seated at her desk before Myles began clipping out questions that she fielded expertly. "I suggest that if you want to get to know the woman, you try the direct approach. Ask her."

"We think she's homeless," Myles burst out indignantly.

Sue reached out a hand and yanked him back into his seat, before he could catapult across the pastor's desk and do who knew what. "We're not sure about that," Sue corrected honestly, "but we do think she needs help." She began to relay the team's chance involvement with the young woman and her child. "We want to help anyway we can," she ended simply.

"You must have church records. Addresses. Personal information on the members of your congregation," Myles demanded.

Reverend Brambles looked startled at his outburst and then smiled serenely. "Let me get this straight, the FBI can't find out personal information on this woman and you think I can?"

"Well, you do have higher connections," Myles quipped, running his hand through his hair in agitation. "Look, I understand you have something equivalent to doctor/patient confidentiality, and we won't interfere with that. We just want to make sure Carolyn and Cassie are all right."

"I believe your heart is in the right place or I wouldn't be sitting here still listening to you. Is he always this impulsive?" Reverend Brambles asked Sue.

"He’s actually exhibiting a great deal of self-restraint today," she teased.

"Odd, I hadn't pegged him as the un-restrained type. He's been dabbling here for two months now. I took him as the more cautious, slow and steady wins the race kind of man."

"In some ways, that describes him. But he's like a dog worrying a bone when he gets something in his head."

"Will you two stop talking about him as if he wasn't here?" Myles requested sarcastically and then looked expectantly at the pastor.

She shrugged her shoulders sadly. "You know as much as I do. I assumed she was still living at the address I have in my records. You tell me she hasn't been there in months. I'll admit she has me worried and I have offered her counseling and help from time to time, but she has always graciously refused. She's an excellent giver, Agent Leland, but I'm afraid her receiving isn't up to snuff. She needs more practice. I hope she will let you be her tutor. I of course will make a point of seeking her out on Sunday and if you do find out anything concrete please let me know. Any time of the night or day. I'll do the same for you."

"That's it?" Myles refused to budge from his chair no matter how ill-mannered it was to leave both women standing in his presence.

"I'm afraid so. We can only help her when she's willing to let us until then..." Reverend Brambles shrugged calmly.

"There has to be something we can do!" Myles objected.

"Well, there is one thing I find very effective in situations like these," Reverend Brambles admitted, almost reluctantly.

"Well what is it woman?"

"Myles!" Sue cautioned.

"It's all right Miss Thomas," Reverend Brambles said easily. "You're sure you're willing to do anything?" she asked Myles seriously.

Myles nodded emphatically. "Isn't the fact that I'm here proof enough?"

"It does give me hope," Reverend Brambles agreed,” and assures me of the miraculous wonders our Father can perform when we open our hearts to him."

"So what can I do?" Myles rose to his feet eagerly beseeching the minister for something tangible to work at.

"You can pray. We can all pray. And we can start right now."

The pastor wasn't surprised at the outraged outburst that spewed forth from the agitated man pacing her office. She complacently waited for him to run out of steam. She had expected no less than fireworks from him and after exchanging a knowing glance with Sue the two women settled in to wait out the storm.

I like Rev. Brambles!!!

I hope they brought something to read....it might take a while.


Jill

Yes - they are beginning to take action - I love this team in action! Woot!

Love the look Sue gave Jack, and the nod he returned......silent communication....Woot!

Poor Myles - prayer still isn't natural and he isn't anywhere near the level of understanding how truly powerful it is!

Wonderful post - looking forward to more...and more...and more!

Wonderful writing yet again Kav. My heart just broke AGAIN during the scene between Myles and Cassie in the school classroom. Cassie sure is bringing out Myles' soft side. And yet at the same time she's bringing out his passionate side as demonstrated through his actions in the Reverend's office. Myles, listen up, on the surface level it may seem like you're not doing much by just praying but actually prayer is the most powerful too you have. Hello, that means you're talking to GOD after all! Check out James 5:16. Thanks for this story Kav. I'm still eager to see where you take Myles in his journey to help Carolyn and Cassie.

I think the most important line was the one about not being able to help people who don't want it or don't want to admit to needing it. Your story makes me think Kav and I like that!

I also wonder if the Reverend wouldn't just be the perfect match for Myles!

I wholeheartedly agree with JF and Flip. It is wonderful to see Myles heart react with passion like this. I wonder what will happen when he finished his stormy outburst?

I hate to say this, but I kinda hope that Carolyn passes out at Myles' house! I mean he would find her and help her. Cassie would give him a call because he gave her his card and well, things could hopefully start to mend. Are we possibly heading towards a mending....we need some light at the end of the tunnel here!

Oh, Kav, I had so much to catch up on. This story is just so incredible that I didn't want you to miss my favorite parts. So, I made a list.

1. "Another stellar observation, Leland. She's unconscious in your arms."

2. Myles getting info from Carolyn when he gave her the ride. I guess that's what happens when you ride with and FBI agent.

3. Your grocery store story. As good as any post.

4. Jack and Sue's "fishing stories"

5. Carolyn finding the $10 sheet of bus tickets made me tear up. I am so blessed.

6. Jack's friendship discussion with Sue was excellent. "...just two friends catchin up." Yeah, right.

7. Myles "Sir" prayer was perfect. I love how he is growing in little steps. Each prayer seems to get a little more personal and real.

8. Carolyn and Cassie staying at the library. Carolyn loved how normal it felt. I cried.

9. The open season on the rank amateurs at the breakfast club. Kids do sense these things.

10. Teddy Bear pancakes causing pandemonium. Wouldn't that be panda - moninum?

11. Tara - camp counselor extraordinaire - to the rescue!

12. Little Cassie's honesty about her hunger.

13. The car backfiring at just the right time during Myles' conversation with God.

14. Randy catching Myles' praying and asking about the psych eval. Priceless

15. Forgot, I loved how Myles was so sensitive to Carolyn's emotional and physical needs in his house that first day. He made sure her pride stayed in tact, but took great care of her.

Okay, can you tell that I'm in awe? I don't know how you do it.

loved Myles' fire and passion and jack & sues silent communication, just shows their depth of understanding

a great post to wake up to

cath

I think I like this Reverend.... and I think she acted purposefully to force him to ACT

I can't wait for more!!!


Restie

“Tweety Bird. Tweety Bird.” The taunter’s voice was laced with ridicule.

“Leave me alone.” Cassie crouched on the schoolyard steps, her body hunched protectively around the knapsack cradled in her lap.

“Tweety Bird. Tweety Bird
Smells like a birdie turd.”

The boy crowed with laughter and so did his friends.

“What-th-th-th the matter Cath-th-th-th-eeeeee? Th-th-th-thomething making you up-th-th-th-th-thet?” Carter Reynolds loomed in closer, the gang of boys jostling around him, shielding him from the duty teacher’s watchful stare. Carter tugged at her hair and more laughter drowned out Cassie’s cry of alarm. She lifted her head to face her tormentors angrily.

“Ahhhh, why th-th-th-tho th-th-th-th-thad?”

Spittle from Carter’s mouth dribbled down his chin and dropped onto Cassie’s cheek.

She reached a trembling hand up to her face, wiping the damp spot away. Stormy eyes glared at the jeering faces surrounding her. “Don’t thpit on me!”


“Oh! I’m th-th-th-o th-th-th-thcared. Cath-th-th-th-eee’s getting mad!” Carter raised his voice to a girlish soprano while his buddies chortled with glee.

Cassie ducked her head again, wrapping her arms more securely around her knapsack, her body bowed protectively over the treasures she guarded there. “One teddy bear pancake, two chocolate chip muffinth, one apple, one boxth of raithinth…” she intoned soothingly. She only had two more hours to wait before her mom would come to get her and then it would be Cassie who had the surprise dinner tonight, she thought proudly. Someone pinched someone pulled and suddenly her arms were empty and Carter Reynolds ran triumphantly across the schoolyard, waving Cassie’s knapsack like a banner.

Cassie’s shriek of outrage penetrated all the way through to the principal’s office and Mr. Bennett got to the window just in time to witness tiny whirling dervish launch herself at a bigger boy, her hands and legs flailing determinedly. She got a couple of good punches in before a teacher managed to haul her off. He turned from the window with a sigh. This day would never end.

I don't like bullies.

Where's Myles when you need him.............and Cassie needs him right about now!

Jill

Why is it that insecure people have to pick on somebody smaller and weaker to make themselves feel big, important? I mean, when you get right down to it - it can't! I'm sure this Carter kid will walk away feeling even smaller because of the fact that he's a boy and he has to pick on a girl to get his kicks. I hope the principal has some discernment when it comes to the situation, but somehow I think he won't - and Myles might just get a phone call since Carolyn can't be reached.

And I've thought about her quite a bit - it's no wonder she's feeling horrible. She's carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders - even though she's praying and trying to leave it in God's hands. I can't imagine dropping my child off at school, knowing there was no way for anyone to contact me if she should get sick or have an accident. That, in and of itself, would be heart-wrenching.

I'm so glad you posted even though the post, as a school teacher and as a mom, has riled me. I want to march in and protect Cassie! GRRRRRRRRRR!

Poor little Cassie! I could kick that principal!!! No this day won't end soon, but what about that poor girl! What about her day?!???

Kav, how could you do this to her???!!! Oh....yeah....right, sorry, it's your story.... Would you please please PLEASE fix this?!!! Maybe Myles just saw this and can help Cassie?

Where are the teachers in these types of situation?!?!?! I hope someone will help Cassie to get her things back!!! AND where is Myles?!!! Where are the others?!?!?!

It was frustrating post


Restie

any chance he could be a kind, caring understanding principal (a bit like jack) rather than uncaring like randy..............?she asks hopefully, the poor girl needs a bit of a break in life.

cath

Dare I hope you'll make the principal and teacher be on Cassie's side? I hate to be a cynic, but I'm doubting it. Poor Cassie. The little thing sure has a lot of strikes against her.

I hope the teacher and the principal have flip's discernment.

Bullies...

A great big to all of you!!! Kav, you're ripping my heart out!

I'm really worried about Carolyn!! I hope she does get sick and Myles finds her!! Then she'll have to let him help her!!!

Myles - you are something else!! I love Sue telling the reverend that he was actually quite calm today!! I love Reverend Brambles - I'd love to meet her!!!

Poor little Cassie!! I hope the teachers and prinicpal figure out what happened and help her!!!

Kav, you are a genius!!! This is brilliant!!!

Joy

My heart hurts so much for them!

Ok, a bit of catching up to do here, so let's start at the begining. Apparently it's a very good place to start:



Myles sort of comes across as being a bit sheltered there, but the truth is that's the way it should be. This kind of thing shouldn't happen to mothers and their children and Myles is right to find it difficult to accept. It's sad that Carolyn can't give Cassie a world where such things are difficult to imagine.



Nice one Myles!



That one tickeled my funnybone too.

I too loved the silent communicating between Sue and Jack. And about this Bully They should have let Bobby finish him off this morning!

Man, Kav, you take us from one extreme to another with grace and aplomb and yet, manage to find us some breathing spots of humor and wit in between. This is very good, very, very good.

*feebly waves ditto sign from fainting couch*

Kav I'm celebrating DEAR day (and Beverly Cleary's birthday) by reading your story but in order to get my full 30 minutes in I will need more posts. Since you are a librarian and no doubt understand the importance of both DEAR and Beverly Cleary I'm sure you will do your best to continue soon!

And quickly because I'm worried about flip's blood pressure at this point!

Oh, poor Cassie

beautiful..beautiful ...beautiful..is al i can say...

OK, duckfan. I was a huge fan of Beverly Cleary when I was growing up, so I know who that is. However, I'm not familiar with DEAR day. Care to fill us non-librariean types in?

ChristyB (a chemist turned stay-at-home mommy)

Drop Everything And Read!

Beverly Cleary grew up just a couple streets over from where I lived as a little girl. Although I don't think she lived there at the same time I did though!

All caught up !!! Wonderful story Kav ...

My heart is breaking for Carolyn and Cassie, and at the same time you cannot help but be proud of how Carolyn makes the best out of the worse.

I like the way you're portraying Myles, and the conflicting issues he faces.

I can sit back and wait for your next post ...

Beverly Cleary?! The Mouse and The Motorcycle is my favourite. And I have a certain fondness for Ramona. And isn't every day a DEAR day? Sorry to have left you hanging all day. I had a post written up at lunch and my computer ate it...lost it all and now here's this completely different from the first.


Myles stormed into the bullpen, Levi and Sue trailing behind him. He didn’t seem to notice and continued his full-blown rant as if she could hear him.

“Myles! Myles! MYLES!”

The entire bullpen – team members and non-team members alike stopped what they were doing and watched Sue’s agitation peak and surpass that of Leland’s. No one had ever heard calm, even-tempered Sue raise her voice before or seen her so furious.

Myles whirled around, staring at her belligerently. “What?” he practically snarled.

“You could at least have the courtesy of addressing me face to face so I can read what you’re saying,” Sue snapped back as she unclipped Levi’s leash from his collar whereupon the dog quickly slunk beneath her desk, out of fury’s way.

Myles had the grace to blush and mumble sorry, but since he dipped his head she didn’t catch it.

“Now do you think you’ve vented enough so that you can stop and listen to reason?” Sue’s voice lowered a notch, but her tone was firm and unyielding.

“I was being perfectly reasonable until you…”

“Knocked some sense into him?” Jack said lightly coming up to stand next to Sue, his arms crossed over his chest, his stance taut and wary.

The motion wasn’t lost on Myles who sneered in their general direction. “What’s the matter, Thomas, can’t fight your own fights?”

“Hey now,” Bobby joined the fray, looming over Sue’s other side.

Sue rolled her eyes in exasperation, appealing to Lucy and Tara for help.

“Wow, let’s calm down here, fellas,” Lucy glided easily in between the warring parties. She exaggeratedly fanned herself. “While I like a nice display of testosterone as well as the next girl, your he-man tactics are getting a little out of hand. What on earth is going on here?”

“She started it.”

“If Myles would only think before he spoke…”

They both began their defense at the same time and it was Tara’s resourceful camp counselor whistle and exaggerated wave for Sue’s benefit that got everyone’s attention. Fixing Sue and Myles with the same steely-eyed stare that had the grade schoolers quaking in their shoes earlier in the day, she asked for an explanation. “You two left here like bosom buddies and return like public enemies #1. What gives?”

Sue sighed and shook her head, not quite sure how things had escalated to such odds. Nor did she fully understand why she reacted so strongly to Myles declaration that he was going to take care of everything by purchasing a condo for Carolyn and Cassie to live in. The condo soon became furnished, right down to the finer details of Cassie’s playroom. It would of course, be in an upscale neighbourhood requiring Cassie’s removal from her public school and into a private one. Myles would take care of that too. A girl’s school with emphasis on math and science. And then there was Carolyn’s tuition to finish up her degree. “She won’t need to perform such menial work anymore, I’ll see to everything,” he had said in that high-handed way of his.

Sue hadn’t taken him literally until he’d dialed a realtor’s number and made arrangements to look at three places that very evening. Then she had tried to reason with him. She’d made sure he knew that she understood the altruistic motives behind his offer, but pointed out that that Carolyn most likely would not be comfortable with that kind of interference. Myles had waved her concerns away and, at the next red light had dialed the operator, requesting the number for an expensive girl’s school. The more she tried to convince him that railroading poor Carolyn and Cassie was not in their best interest, the more stubborn Myles became. He countered every one of her objections with a solution that could be bought. In exasperation she had cried, “Money can’t fix everything!”

“Oh – and prayer can?” he had bit back furiously. They’d been decking it out verbally, back and forth ever since…and all the way into the bullpen, creating quite a scene.

“Myles, Reverend Brambles wasn’t suggesting that we do nothing else but pray. She said it was a good starting point…”

“Fine, consider it started, for all the good it will do. Why do you think they’re in this situation in the first place? Who put them there? Has God stepped forward to get them out? Don’t you think Carolyn has been praying for deliverance? And how could He turn his back on Cassie’s prayers? Well, whether you like it or not, I’m going to be their deliverance – maybe that’s His plan all along.”

“Perhaps, but I know it isn’t His will to strip her of her free agency and dignity either,” Sue said softly and surprisingly gave a little laugh. She left Jack’s side and faced Myles, placing her hand lighlty against his chest. “Myles, look at us! And all because you’re thinking with your heart. You told me I should be careful what I prayed for and I guess you were right. You’re like a brother to me and I’ve been praying that you’d allow your feelings to influence your decision-making and now, I’m paying the price. You have a big heart, Myles and you are a passionate man who throws himself into anything you do wholeheartedly. I know Carolyn is going to learn to appreciate that – but only if you don’t stomp all over her own will in the process. Thinking with your heart isn’t just about feeling emotions; it’s about stepping outside yourself – learning to empathize with another person. Walk a mile in his…or in this case, her…shoes.”

Myles sighed. “I just don’t want them to suffer any more and I have the financial means to alleviate it…”

“You have more than financial means to give, Myles. You are so much more than your wealth. You don’t need to use it as your crutch anymore. You can offer Carolyn help with business matters and learning to budget. You can give her rides to the grocery store and even baby-sit Cassie from time to time. Those are things a true friend would do, and I think, more than anything else right now, what Carolyn needs is a friend. Don’t sell yourself short by falling back on buying your way through. Take a bigger risk…at least sound Carolyn out. Let’s determine the truth before you start your crusade…”

“Interesting that you would call it a crusade,” Myles commented dryly. “Indicating that I’m well-intentioned but misguided, I trust?” He released Sue’s hand and sank into the nearest chair, head bowed. “I'm sorry, Sue. I just feel so helpless. I want to do something…I need to do something.”

Sue knelt before him. “Why? What makes this so important?”

Myles looked startled by the question. “Because…because I feel it – here –" he pounded the middle of his chest. “It’s like a burning that won’t let up. I feel an urgency, Sue, like we’re running out of time…like Carolyn needs help now. Something’s going to happen unless we can help them…I can’t explain it anymore…I just feel it.” He shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

Sue patted his knee consolingly. “That’s okay, I understand even if you don't. You’ve discovered how to listen, Myles. It’s call inspiration. Now you just have to fine tune the process some, because I don’t think anyone around you is going to survive this kind of explosion on a regular basis.”

“I thought praying was supposed to make you feel restful and serene,” Myles complained.

Sue smiled. “For some people, maybe, but apparently not for Myles Leland III and I wouldn’t change you for anything. It’s been a very…stimulating couple of hours.”

“Did any of you get any of that?” Bobby asked, scratching his head in bewilderment.

Tara, all watery-eyed and sniffly nodded her head in confirmation, but didn’t offer any explanation.

“Mind enlightening me then, luv?”

She shook her head regretfully. “If you didn’t get it, you’re not ready to understand it,” she responded cryptically.

“Drat that phone,” Lucy muttered unable to ignore it’s strident ring a second longer. Just when things were getting interesting. She picked up the receiver and listened, a frown soon wrinkling her brow. “I’ll tell him. Somebody will come right away. Thank you for calling.”

Lucy walked over to where Myles was seated, and placed a sympathetic hand on his shoulder. “You’re giving me goosebumps with all this prophecy stuff. That was Cassie’s school calling. She’s in some sort of trouble and has to be picked up and they can’t reach her mother. They found your card in her knapsack and I said you’d be right over.”

Myles jumped up so quickly that the chair teetered over onto the floor. “Is she all right? She’s not hurt, is she?”

Lucy shook her head. “They would have said, I’m sure. Something about a fight and being suspended.”

“Cassie?” More than one voice echoed surprise.

“I’m going.” It was a statement, and the look Myles gave Jack dared him to object.

“Go on. We’ll see if we can get hold of Carolyn some how,” Jack volunteered.

“She’s cleaning for Myles today,” Sue put in, watching as Lucy quickly dialed, letting the phone ring until Myles’ answering machine picked it up. She hung up and dialed again. And again.

“She’s not going to answer. I wouldn’t if I was working in someone else’s house,” Lucy declared.

“Then we’ll go pick her up and bring her to the school,” Jack decided. “Coming Sue?”

I have the feeling Myles will blow again when he learns of Cassie's reason behind her suspension

And I'm not sure I like the fact Carolyn is not answering ... I mean I know she shouldn't but ...

Great post! I think Myles needed that, no matter how destructive it almost was. He's beginning to see himself in a new way, and prayer in a new light, too. And at least the team has an inkling on what's going on.

I love that you included that Myles is more than his money: so original, and yet so true.

Keep up the great work!

Whew. Things got a little testy there, didn't they? Myles is not used to experiencing feelings like this, but it is wonderful to watch him start. I am glad too that as Lizzy said the team has an inkling of what is going on.

Yes Kav everyday is DEAR day but I didn't want to pressure you! Personally I love Socks and all the books about teenagers that I read when I so wanted to be a teenager...

Myles is outstanding! And I love Jack at the end asking if Sue was coming!

Love how passionate Myles is about wanting to help Carolyn and Cassie...glad that Sue was there to help keep him in line, though, since Carolyn would no doubt be mortified when she found out, considering she doesn't even know that others are aware of her situation! I hope that she's ok...looking forward to the next scenes, Kav!

Okay. I just started to read this story and I was hooked after the first couple of posts....and then of course it led me to read all twenty pages in one sitting! Cassie is very cute and I love the new Myles! I hope Carolyn isn't sick or anything like it.

Love reading the story kav!

I'm thinking DEAR is a moment to moment thing - I know that's exactly what I do every time you post! (And Jen (even though I'm sure she gets tired of me yammering away about J/S , and Janet, and Tina, and Pam, and Marlene, and...and...and)

I wonder who Sue will go with? Will she go with Jack, like I'm sure she wants, garnering a little alone time with him......or will she go with Myles, knowing that he's likely to throw a fit again and she'll need to be there to be the buffer?????? (Because I know Jack and Sue can't get there with her mother in time - especially if she's sick!) And ya know, if Myles goes with Sue then she'll have something to make up to Jack later!

Okay - I'll quit trying to write your story for you.....would you rather I simply shut up????? (Then you'd just her mmmmhmmmm....mhhmmm.....)

Can you tell I've been cleaning bathrooms? I think I've breathed in a little too many fumes!

Why do I get the feeling Myles is going to blow up when he learns what happened to Cassie. Poor kid.

Wow...what a post! I loved Myles passion and Sue's common sense.

I'm speechless and anxiously waiting for more.

Myles blow up? Where on earth would that idea come from? He's in complete control......right????


On the other hand......his investigative techniques SHOULD be able to get him to the bottom of the whole bully issue rather quickly!

Jill

WOW! I suspect having someone tell him he has more to offer than just money might just be one of the best compliments Myles ever got.

Does anyone else think the fact that we are all clinging to Jack's "Coming Sue?" line means perhaps we might be due for a much needed fuzz fix? Reckon you could help us out there Kav?

I don't even know what to say except Myles' passion was incredible to watch. But I you only made me feel like I was watching.

I knew that card was going to be used somewhere. I hope Myles doesn't punch the principal.

everyone has said everything i was going to say so.........



cath

I think it's really unfair that the prncipal only got to see Cassie punching the bullies and not her getting bullied. This is really going to get her into a lot of trouble. Hopefully, Myles and Sue can correct the situation, they being with the FBI and all.

I'm following up on what Jellybean said. I also noticed that Jack has seemed to be somewhat on the quiet side during a lot of what has been going on here. I find myself wondering what he is thinking.

Thanks so much for your explanations of DEAR! It's one of my favorite things to do...now that I know what it is!

WOW! What an incredible exchange between Myles and Sue...so, I too am wondering...will she go with Myles or with Jack???