Meanwhile, in the swamps of Louisiana, Victoria looked like a human mosquito bite. Not too many people could endure two months in the hot, humid summer air but being the "award winning" Victoria Chase, Victoria was able to get the most luxurious motor home donated for her trailer. Of course she agreed to be the motor home dealer's commercial spokesperson. Another commercial, another check.

"Ms. Chase, I'ma takin' yur mail tuh da post office now. I shud be back by tomorra, " said Claude, her local assistant. Claude was a local swamper. He was a cute kid, probably 26 or 27. He was in desperate need of some dental work or more specifically, some teeth. But he was trying to teach her the ways of the swamp. And this role could be the opening to bigger, more elaborate doors.

"Tomorrow? Why on earth would it take a whole day? It's only 3 little packages, Claude." Victoria was daubing Calamine lotion all over her neck. Her face was already dotted with the light pink medicine.

"Ma'am, I hafta take da airboat from here tru da swamp to da lake den across da lake ta da mainland. I'll drop da packages off at da post office den come back here at first light in da mornin'."

"Okay, Claude. Be careful." Victoria wasn't around much when he own sons, Tony and Oscar, were growing up and now that they are adults with their own lives she sees them even less. But it was her own fault. And now her motherly void has been filled, if temporarily, by Claude. He was kinda cute – in his own way.

Oh My God! It's Victoria Chase! Oh My God! It's Victoria Chase! Victoria's cell phone started ringing. By the caller ID she could see it was her agent.

"Hello, darling! Just to let you know I'm sitting here covered in disgusting pink medicine." She said as she surveyed her insect bites in the mirror. "Yes, I know this is a role of a lifetime." Victoria half listened as she picked up and started flipping thru a People magazine. "Wait, what was that?" Something he said caught her ear. "Honey, I don't read books muchless write them." But she was intrigued. "Oh. Well let me get back to you on that. Ciao." She hung up the phone and thought about what he had just said. She needed to discuss this with her best friends.

"How frickin hard is it to get internet in this damn swamp?" She thought aloud.

[Another short one but we have to catch up with the ladies!]