Becky closed her eyes and took some deep breaths. She could do this, she had been dealing with Heather for the last five years, and she knew how the woman operated. So, instead of marching down the stairs and telling the annoying Barbie wanna-be just what she thought of her, she swallowed her anger and stripped the bed, remaking it with clean sheets. Then she went to the playroom pulled out the sofa bed and made it with clean sheets, adding a comforter and pillows. Heather had just dumped ...