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"Ding-dong, ding-dong"

"Stop it!"

"Well, stop trying to make me feel bad Carson is very happy he has me If you ask him today, he'll tell you he's the luckiestthe wo in her own propaganda

She was far from the woullible and blind as Carson McGil, but that's the way it looked to uiled by my sister

One Saturday afternoon soon after, Carson ca spree in Boston She had already bragged to me how much of his money she would spend and how she would insist he take her to one of the fanciest restaurants in the city Then she would fall asleep in the car and leave him to d

rive her home like a chauffeur

"And," she added with confidence, "he's happy to do it"

Daddy was fishing with some of his business associates and Mother was upstairs in her roo another one of her bad sto more frequently lately She bla wedding and all the preparations I believed her

Car roo some bills he had asked me to check I heard the doorbell, listened and then went back to my work Moments later, however, I was surprised when Carson came to the den door and looked in on me

"Oh, sorry if I disturbed you," he said with a weak s for Belinda She's late," he added

"As usual," I said "It's all right, Carson Co back in Daddy's oversized leather chair I' in Papa Bear's chair

"This is a nice den and office It haspersonality I can see your father here The roo about, avoiding mine Why did my presence make him so nervous? I wondered

"Is everything all right between you and Belinda?" I asked directly

He turned sharply and nodded

"Oh, yes, sure It's just an exciting ti," he added "Finally," I muttered