of　a　blackChristian　Dior　evening　gown。K　andI　putting　up　NOLOITERINGsigns　around　theLes

Best　tent。　It　looks　like　they　actuallyvolunteered　their　services　so　they　could　get　good　seats。

It？s　supposed　to　snow　like　crazy　this　weekend　but　has　that　ever　stopped　us？　See　you　in　the　front

row！

You　know　you　love　me。

gossip　girl

kindred　spirits　connect　in　rehab

？Has　everyone　heard　about　the　snowstorm？　We？re　supposed　to　get　four　feet　by　midnight！？　Jackie

Davis；　Nate？s　teen　group　facilitator　at　the　Breakaway　Rehabilitation　Center；　rubbed　her　hands

together　as　if　the　idea　of　being　snowed　in　with　all　these　rich　derelicts　was　her　idea　of　a　rocking

good　time。

After　Nate　had　gotten　busted　in　the　park；　his　father　and　Saul　Burns；　the　family　lawyer；　had　e

to　fetch　him　at　the　precinct。　Nate？s　father；　a　stern；　silver…haired　navy　captain　who　handled

emergencies　with　crisp；　efficient　formality；　had　paid　the　fine　of　three　thousand　dollars　and

cosigned　an　agreement　that　Nate　would　immediately　attend　a　drug　rehabilitation　program　for　a

minimum　of　ten　hours　per　week。　That　meant　Nate　was　going　to　have　to　ride　the　train　out　to

Greenwich；　Connecticut；　five　days　a　week　for　counseling　and　group　therapy。

？Just　think　of　it　as　a　job；　son；？　Saul　Burns　had　tried　to　reassure　him。　？An　after…school　job。？

Captain　Archibald　hadn？t　said　anything。　It　was　pretty　clear　that　Nate　had　disappointed　him　beyond

words。　Luckily　Nate？s　mother　had　been　in　Monte　Carlo　visiting　her　thrice…divorced　sister。　When

Nate　had　relayed　the　sordid　tale　over　the　phone　she？d　shrieked　and　wept；　smoked　five　cigarettes　in

rapid　succession；　and　then　broken　her　champagne　glass。　She　was　always　a　lit