Just . . . wait," she paused, then looked at Heda.

"So you're

“Her girlfriend?" Heda met the question with a grin.

"Yep."

"Woah! Nice job sis!" she said.

Madison blushed again.

"Thanks. I think."

"So you treating my sister right?"

"As rain."

Morgan looked confused.

"What does that mean? 'Right as rain?' I never got that."

Madison was glad for the reprieve as Heda promptly explained the entire history of the phrase. But the reprieve was slight, and a swim was ordered. Morgan had suits for when there was human company, so they planned on a quick dip to fight off the Texas heat, but first they were shown their rooms. The rooms were, of course, ridiculously opulent. Heda, for the sake of propriety would not be sharing a bedroom, but was right next door.

“The bed is bigger than my old dorm room," Madison muttered.

“Oh God, you have to tell me everything about college!" Morgan said, tossing a suit onto the bed.

“I'm working on graduating a semester early so I can go to FCU in a year and a half instead of two years."

“Honestly, you guys are kind of coming in on the most interesting semester I've ever had," Madison said.

"And quite frankly, it's not exactly been a picnic."

“Oh yeah!" Morgan said, putting her hands over her mouth.

“That freak-o kidnapper. What's going on with that?"

Morgan apparently was a conversational machine. If she wasn't telling a story, she was digging one out of whoever happened to be around.

By the time they got to the pool, Morgan knew everything about the investigation that Madison had been able to recall as well as everything about Alvin's bizarre behavior leading up to the hearing.

"She doesn't stop!" Madison muttered to Heda when they were alone for a second.

"She's something all right," Heda responded, taking a moment to appreciate Morgan's taste in swimwear. The suit she had given Madison was smokin', taking full advantage of the girl's slim, runner's body.

“Stop staring at my ass," Madison whispered, blushing a bit.