of a blackChristian Dior evening gown。K andI putting up NOLOITERINGsigns around theLes
Best tent。 It looks like they actuallyvolunteered their services so they could get good seats。
It？s supposed to snow like crazy this weekend but has that ever stopped us？ See you in the front
row！
You know you love me。
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kindred spirits connect in rehab
？Has everyone heard about the snowstorm？ We？re supposed to get four feet by midnight！？ Jackie
Davis； Nate？s teen group facilitator at the Breakaway Rehabilitation Center； rubbed her hands
together as if the idea of being snowed in with all these rich derelicts was her idea of a rocking
good time。
After Nate had gotten busted in the park； his father and Saul Burns； the family lawyer； had e
to fetch him at the precinct。 Nate？s father； a stern； silver…haired navy captain who handled
emergencies with crisp； efficient formality； had paid the fine of three thousand dollars and
cosigned an agreement that Nate would immediately attend a drug rehabilitation program for a
minimum of ten hours per week。 That meant Nate was going to have to ride the train out to
Greenwich； Connecticut； five days a week for counseling and group therapy。
？Just think of it as a job； son；？ Saul Burns had tried to reassure him。 ？An after…school job。？
Captain Archibald hadn？t said anything。 It was pretty clear that Nate had disappointed him beyond
words。 Luckily Nate？s mother had been in Monte Carlo visiting her thrice…divorced sister。 When
Nate had relayed the sordid tale over the phone she？d shrieked and wept； smoked five cigarettes in
rapid succession； and then broken her champagne glass。 She was always a lit