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Chapter 3

Three weeks have passed by and I am really sore. Andrew has made me get up at an ungodly hour; 8 o'clock, to go running. To me that is practically the middle of the night. So far he's taught me how to shoot a gun and I have become comfortable carrying mine around. I have gotten trained in the art of street fighting. Which basically means biting, clawing, and basically being unfair.

Whats even worse than running at 8 is that he won't let me eat my donuts or pizza. I don't know how they do it. I didn't want to do it but, as Andrew so smartly reminded me, I needed to set a good "example", yeah right, for Brittany. She was already like the perfect kid. She didn't act like a horse, she wasn't perfect, and she didn't complain about being asked to do anyghing.

My thoughts were soon broked by Brittany screaming for me.

"Mom, are you ready!"

"Yeah, I'll be right there." I replied half heartedly. We were heading off to the state science olimpiad competion. Oh Yay!

9 weeks later

I stood in front of my full lenth mirror. I looked alot better than I did three months ago. I have no problem buttoning the top snap of my jeans which were fitting quite comfortably when I first came here. If fact, I had lost three dress sizes. I was amazed.

In additon to that I had gotten to know my daughter a bit better. She was almost exactly like me except the mop of almost impossibly curly bright blonde hair on the top of her head.

I looked down at my cell phone. I had had almost 200 calls since I had gotten here. I hadn't answered any of them. I picked it up and flipped through my missed calls as I walked to the car. Most of them were from my mom but some were from Ranger or Morelli. Those were the calls I was most tempted to pick up. Then I decided I couldn't take it anymore so I turned it off.

I was finally on my way home. So after a long plane ride and a long car ride with my daughter I was finally home and looking better then ever.

I had left my car at the airport so I drove to the bonds office to tell Vinnie that I was back. I saw Ranger's car in the parking lot. Oh no. I really don't want to be shipped to a third world country. I didn't really think I wanted to drop the Brittany bomb on him yet.

"Brittany, you need to stay in the car."

"But mom, I want to see what Ranger looks like. You talk about him all the time..."

I tuned her out after that until she was finished.

" Brittany, I don't..." I said as I looked over at her. Then I realized that she wasn't there. Fuck. I looked around frantically until I saw her running toward the door to the office. Shit.

I was just about to get out of the car when I noticed that Brittany had reached the door. She looked back at me and ran straight into Ranger. Uh Oh.