nor looked pretty good in the morning。
Blair wondered if her mom had had something done to her face while she was away； or maybe it
was some new eye cream Blair would eventually steal。
？Something came up。？ Blair reached for the green…tea…soaked eyepads she kept in a drawer in her
bedside table； placing one over each eye。
？Well； next time you might think to give me a call and let me know what you？re up to。？ Eleanor
snatched the eye pads away。 ？I had a call this morning from American Express。 I don？t like it
when my credit card pany knows my daugh…ter？s whereabouts before I do。？
？What？？ Blair demanded； sitting up a little straighter。
？American Express called because someone charged a 4；000 plane ticket to my account；？
Eleanor scolded。 ？I was about to call the police。 Then I noticed the new blue leather Herm？s
luggage set in the foyer。？
？I came in late；？ Blair explained。 ？I didn？t want to wake you。？
？That？s only part of the problem。？ Eleanor stood and paced around the room。 ？Blair； it？s about
time you learned some responsibility。 You？re not a child anymore。 You？re going tohave to learn
how to manage your money。？
This from the woman who bought each of her children a private island in the South Pacific！
？Mom；？ Blair whined。
？Don？t ？Mom？ me；？ Eleanor ordered sharply。 ？You know I never say no to my children； you
know that； don？t you？ I？ve always given you whatever you wanted； haven？t I？？
Well； wasn？t that her job？
？Yes； I have。？ Eleanor had never given a parental lecture before； and Blair could see she was
getting into it。 ？But this is too much。 I talked it over with Cyrus and we agreed that something has
to be done。？