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sleepy; I didn’t get much sleep last night,” Kenley said as she rested on the bed. She listened to the soft music that played on a radio. The curtains were drawn shut to block out the sunlight. The trickle of water from the tabletop aromatherapy fountain relaxed her. A few candles glowed and gave the room a fragranced vanilla scent.
    â€œKenley, the massage therapist is waiting on you,” Noelle called.
    The last masseur stood like a body builder near the empty table. Kenley came into the room to see her sisters lying face down on the tables. She looked over at the masseur as he stood there and the other masseurs who worked on her sisters. “I’m not taking my robe off until they leave the room.”
    â€œPlease leave until my sister gets undressed,” Milandra said.
    Kenley held on to the belt of her linen bathrobe until the masseurs exited. Once they were gone she removed her bathrobe and got on top of her table, face down.
    The men returned and began to massage each of them around the neck.
    â€œRelieve yourself,” one of the masseurs said to Milandra.
    â€œThis feels so good,” Noelle admitted, wishing the hands that were on her body belonged to Baron. She thought of him as the masseur continued. A tingling sensation spread between her legs.
    Kenley jumped. “Ouch! That hurts!”
    â€œSorry, Miss Houston,” the masseur said as he slowed the rotation of his hands on her shoulders.
    Kenley laid her head back down on the white cushion pillow. She tried to shut out the discomfort she felt from his hands. “This isn’t relaxing at all. Spa tubs, now they are relaxing.”
    Kenley wrapped herself in the sheet and got up. She snatched her bathrobe and dashed out of the room.
    â€œTell me we weren’t as bad as Kenley is as a teenager,” Noelle said, wondering.
    â€œMother always said Kenley was her most challenging child. She never wants to follow the family rules that have already been set for her.”
    They calmed down into a mellow mood, their bodies absorbing the lotion from the firm hands of the masseurs.
    In the farthest part of the Spa Suite, Kenley sat in bubbling heated water. Her head rested on a spa pillow. She thought of how in the next few months she would be the only sister in her family without her parents to share her sweet sixteenth birthday. Earlier yesterday she debated with her mother about where to have her party, the Lake Murray Yacht Club or at the poolside? By the middle of the day she had persuaded her mother to let her have two parties. By the end of the day, she was left without either parent. She would return the dress. What would a celebration be without her parents being there to shower her with love and gifts?
    Kenley held back the tears. She reached over on the spa tub and hit a button. A television screen slowly popped up from the footof the spa tub. She changed the channel to see her parents’ faces plastered on the news and news reporters camped out on the grounds outside the gates of the estate, hungry to share her family’s tragedy with the world.
    Kenley was familiar with the media reporting good and bad things about her family, but the one thing that startled her was the last statement that one of the reporters had said. “The question is, where is the fourth daughter?”
    â€œThe nerve of them!” she shouted.
    Kenley turned the television off. She pressed the button and the television disappeared back into the caddy on the spa tub. As she got out of the tub, she splashed water on her hair.
    Dripping water onto the hardwood floors, in her two-piece bikini, Kenley ran to the massage salon. “Milandra! Noelle!” she yelled. “Guess what I heard on the news.”
    Milandra looked up at her, recalling how thin her body used to be, like Kenley’s. She noticed her sister dripping water onto the ceramic tile floor. “Kenley, get a towel.”
    Noelle wondered what was reported