Those were lost in the cacophony of actions, suits, challenges and writs following the suicide.The attorney still cared for certain of Beau’s affair... as dictated by the terms of the trust but there was no affection after the bill was paid. Beau was alone in the world.For the past three decades, Beauregard lived in a modest home, among other modest homes, near downtown Bethlehem. He took many, if not most meals at the Last Chance Diner and saw no reason to change his routine just because it blew. " I like, too. I like very much." I gave her a gentle squeeze. "However, if we don't get up and put on some clothes and go to my house, we will have more trouble than we want."Laura chuckled. "You are too right! Start moving!" We did though I was reluctant. I put on my clothes from last night less the coat and tie. Laura put on a shorts outfit with sandals. She looked hot. She said, "I'm taking this for tomorrow." She laid a khaki pants suit on her bed with a deep blue blouse beside it. She. Maybe it was jet lag, maybe the altitude, but Betsy had the rabbit hole feeling again. Renee climbed onto the bed and chatted happily while Betsy unpacked. The drawers were papered with lovely floral tissue, scented with vanilla. Betsy placed her belongings in their proper place, and hung her dresses and shirts in the enormous closet. She left out one pair of silky pajamas, her favorite, thinking she might need the comfort of familiarity tonight. She went to run a bath, adding bath salts from a. Janet and I got out of the rear seats of their car. They hoped we'd had a good time. I kissed Chloe on the cheek and while Janet said her good byes I walked around to Dave in the driver's seat and thanked him. I leaned down and kissed him on the lips. And with that he drove off. Janet and I went inside and showered together. Although it was very late, our adrenaline levels were still high. We lay in bed cuddled together and told each other what we had done that night. I was surprised that Janet.