NADINE POINT OF VIEW.

I went home, almost forgetting that Natasha and Mrs. Rocco were around. But once I stepped into the living room, I was jolted by reality. Mrs. Rocco was sitting on the couch, her glasses on as she poured through a tablet.

"Ahh, Nadine," she said as she looked up, "welcome."

"Thanks, ma'am," I said, and started heading straight for my room, but Mrs. Clayton obviously was not ready to let me off that easily.

"You're quite lucky, Nadine," she said. "I mean, it's not every ...