Marge:  “Well we miss you around here.”

MK at one point was a young intern at the Fitzpatrick family law firm.  She was gonna follow in her daddies footsteps and go to law school after she graduated.  But MK had a change of heart when it came to that time.

MK:  “I miss you guys too.  Hey Marge is Joslin around?”

Marge:  “Yeah I’ll put you through right away.”

A few seconds Mekaylas little sister Joslin picked up the phone.  Joslin wasn’t always thrilled with their families habits either.  But she wasn’t as strong MK or smart.  MK had stored as much of her families money she could secretly so when and if they decided to cut her off she wouldn’t be left out in the cold.

Joslin:  “Well if it isn’t the prodigal daughter.  More stories of the road to tell me sis?”

MK:   “Well I’m all out of stories but apparently you’ve been up to some story telling yourself.”

Joslin:  “Come again”

MK:  “Please don’t play coy with me Jo.  I awoke yesterday to the familiar, yet unpleasant knock of one Mrs. Jennifer Fitzpatrick.”

Joslin:  “Is that so?  Well it must be nice.”

MK:  “Jo cut the shit!”

Joslin:  “Ok, ok, just calm down.”

MK:  “Why would you tell her where to find me?  I trusted you, you were the only person I trusted.  Key word there being, were.  I’m starting to think that you were the only telling her where I was for all those years.”

Joslin:  “Ill admit that I did tell her this time, but I never told her where you were before.  I dunno how she found you all those times before but apparently her resources were tapped cuz she came to me on a wing and prayers.”

MK:  “that still doesn’t answer the question of why Jo.  I’ve spent lots of years and money trying to rid my life of her and you deliver her to my front door.”

Joslin:  “She needed to speak to you and I know you never would have returned her calls.”

MK:  “Since when do you dictate who I do and don’t speak to?  Last I checked that’s was none of your business.”