I was getting deeply annoyed and was thinking of stepping in, but Kitten said she could handle it. And she did. She finished last Saturday. She got all the costumes done, despite putting in some extra, unpaid hours. And even did a wedding on her last day. At the end of it, Michelle dropped her off at the house, gave her a check, said something to her that Kitten still wouldn't talk about, and drove off.

I could have cheerfully driven over to their house the next day with the cane containing the sword, but Kitten talked me out of it. It was over, she needed to get ready for...