Tibby:

Tibby arrived at her great-grandfather's old house soon after. She and Brian stayed a night there and then the funeral service was the next day. Tibby attended wearing the usual black, and Brian didn't really have a problem dressing in all black. They looked like ic teenagers trying to crash a funeral; at least that is what the priest told them.

Then it came time for the will reading. Tibby was almost asleep during the will, but then she heard her name. "To Tabitha, my dear great-granddaughter, I give my branch of store retail. In other words, Tibby, you are getting my Wallman's store."

Tibby's mouth opened in horror. She found out that her grandfather owned the very Wallman's that she used as an excuse for her first job. She owned the place where she met Bailey, how ever unconscious Bailey may have been. The worst part was Duncan still worked there.

She drove home with Brian in her car, talking about what she would do to her new Wallman's. She joked that she would burn it and watch its ashes pile on the ground. She also joked that she would fire Duncan and the world would come to an end. On their way home, they passed that very Wallman's and Tibby looked at it in a new perspective.

Carmen:

Carmen and Win reached the apartment that Carmen's other family lived in. As she walked in, Ryan grabbed at her leg. She cooed at him and kept walking. She unpacked quickly in her old room, which Ryan usually didn't stay in because he liked his parents' room better. Carmen and Win would stay in the room together, but there was always the pull-out couch in case they didn't get along.

Carmen got to chatting with her mom, while Win was playing basketball with David on the apartment complex's courts. Christina didn't talk that much to Carmen, their relationship had gone down the drain since Carmen moved out. Carmen finally had enough of the awkwardness.

"Mom, we're not strangers. I am still your baby, even though you have a new one," Carmen reasoned as she looked over at Ryan.

"Carmen, I know, but this whole collegeboyfriend thing has got me off track. Now honey, I love you just as much as both Ryan and David. I also love Win, he is so nice. By the way, how has your relationship going?" Christina replied.

"Um, well, I am not really qualified to answer that. Win thinks it is going great, but he has it all wrong. He gets to flirt with countless s as I spend my days in isolation from any one other than him and my college girl friends. It is so hard to reason with him, because he thinks nothing is wrong. He is always telling me what to do, but he gets mad when I boss him around. He is such a hypocrite!" Carmen said, practically in one breath.

"Whoa honey slow down. Why are you two still together if you feel this way?" Christina asked.

"Because I still love him. He just seems to be going through some kind of phase. Oh God, I hope he gets through it!"

"Honey, you are so faithful. I am glad I have a daughter like you. Now let me give you some advice. Listen to Win, try to talk to him. If you don't listen to what he has to say, then your relationship is good as gone. Also, tell him he has to listen to how you feel, it is only fair. And then, just talk, get to know each other's feelings and you'll come across an understanding," Christina advised.

"Thanks mom, but no thanks. You see, Win is not like that. He is so selfish and rude… Mom, something's burning," Carmen interrupted herself.

"Oh my biscuits!" Christina shouted. "Thanks Carmen!"

"No problem," Carmen sighed after Christina had already left the room. She picked up little Ryan and cradled him playfully in her hands. He laughed and giggled and Carmen felt a new joy. She loved babies; they were fun and understanding, even though they couldn't talk. So she told her story to Ryan. He seemed to take it in, and Carmen noticed he laughed after she finished. She figured he was laughing at her, but she made it like he was laughing at Win.

Lena:

Lena was really enjoying Paul's company. It was a cold and foggy morning, but she knew it would warm up. She and Paul were at an amusement park, and they had both hurled once each. They finally decided to have lunch, figuring their stomachs were settled. Lena ordered them both hot dogs and chips and a large soda to share and then she sat down while their order was being placed. Paul sat with her. Her order was called and she got in the line to retrieve it.

There was a man standing behind them, wearing something like a trench coat and he was also wearing a hat. He looked very suspicious and somewhat familiar. Lena stared at him, not noticing she was staring.

"Vhat? I am just trying to get my order! Just stop staring at me!" He screamed.

Lena turned around in line, and then she turned back and said, "I'm sorry sir, but you look familiar. Have I seen you before?"

"I don't tink so. Hmm, let this Greek man think."

"Greek? I'm Greek, maybe I saw you in Greece sometime."

"Yes, yes, the more I think about it, I think I saw you drawing, you usually sit like this," he answered as he imitated her sitting.

"Yes, that is how I sit. Hmmm, take off your hat please." He took off his hat.

"You look like- KOSTOS! Oh my goodness!" Lena screeched in the middle of the line.

"Yes that is my name, I can't think of who you are- Lena?"

"Yes! Kostos, do you remember me?" Lena asked.

"Yes, yes, I do! I cannot believe that we did not recognize each other. And you are the reason I am in America!" Kostos replied.

"I am? Oh, Kostos, I have to introduce you to someone," she said as she remembered Paul standing next to her. "This is Paul, my boyfriend."

"Oh, Lena can I tell you something privately?" he asked.

"Yes, of course," Lena answered. She turned to Paul, "Paul, do you mind? I'll get the food." Paul shook his head, and then he stepped out of line.

"Lena, I don't have anything now, I am alone."

"Kostos, what happened to your wife and your baby?" her eyes widened with .

"My wife died in childbirth, and my little baby only lasted a day."

"Kostos, I am so sorry, I never knew. When did this happen?"

"Just last week. The baby came late, it wouldn't survive. We named her Lena, after you."

"Kostos, you named a baby after me? Why, I don't deserve it!"

"Every bit of you deserves it, Lena. You are beautiful and solemn, the center peace."

"Oh Kostos, I cannot come back to you. I am with Paul now, and we are together. I can't break his fragile little heart, no matter how much I love you."

"But I have a plan."

Bridget:

Bee and Eric had been at Bee's house for a day. So far, so good. Today was Saturday and they planned to do some shopping. Right before they left the house, the phone rang. Bridget grabbed it.

"Hello?" she answered.

"Bridget, is that you?" the voice asked.

"Yes, who is this?" Bridget asked back.

"Bridget, this is Greta. I think I misinterpreted your last call. I thought you said you were coming here, so I invited your friend Billy to come back from college and stay with us. Well, his parents are out of town for the summer and I'm sure he would be bored here. Do you want me to send him to hang out with you?"

"You invited him without asking me?"

"Yes, I'm sorry. I wanted it to be surprise."

"Greta, you can just send him down here."

"Are you sure your dad won't care?"

"My dad doesn't care about anything lately!"

"I'm sorry, Bee. Do you want me to come live with you also?"

"Greta, that's okay. I'm only here for the summer and my boyfriend is here with me."

"Okay, he'll be around tomorrow."

"Alright thanks Greta, bye."

"Bye."

They hung up and Bee told Eric about their conversation. Eric sighed and agreed that it was fine with him. They went off to do their power shopping together, as their last day alone.

I unfolded a lot of plots for this story in the second chapter. You should be able to guess what is going to happen, but if you can't, just read and find out. I also forgot to put a disclaimer on my story, so here it is: I do not own any of the characters:P

Enjoy! Oh yeah, I also forgot to do the bar things for the other chapter:) -it kinda makes a lightbulb! REVIEW!