Screaming my head off and then landing on the edge of a cliff wondering 'what the hell?' was not how I wanted to handle this work situation. A year later here I was again, running around the mountain screaming my head off. This time it was over a gorgeous sexy older gallery owner. She was driving me insane and apparently it was mutual. Ain't life grand? Now I'm in love with her daughter...she'll be my mother-in-law. How the heck is this going to work out?