(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ac/Gena_Rowlands_1245394846.jpg)<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Name:</span></span></strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Joanne Fisher</span></span><br/><br/>Joanne had been silent, again trying to meld into the background while the adults seemed to be having a little argument, it must be worse than Joanne had originally thought. The mistrust was so dominant you could almost cut it with a nice. It was feeding part of her, the anger and mistrust sinking into her body. She pressed her lips together and warded off the temptation to morph, so instead she turned her eyes towards one of the trees in the front yard.<br/><br/>A shape appeared and a man formed walking towards her. She raised her eyebrow questioningly before giving him a tight smile. "Mr. Mitchell, how good of you to join us....I hadn't realized you would be here." She turned to the bickering couple, out right ignoring Hirem's attempt to fondle Mrs.l Morgan. "Mr. and Mrs. Morgan....This is Dr. Hirem Mitchell, he is the previous owner..." She licked her lips and introduced the<em>good</em>doctor.