"Hello mother." I peeked through my fingers and saw that she only wore my white terry-cloth bathrobe, and nothing else by the look of it. She saw my l...ok and shrugged, "You made quite the mess of my jeans." She came over and sat back in the same chair before me.I sat back up and faced her, "Where are my clothes Diana?" Why do you need them mother?" She had a small smirk upon her face and I knew that I was powerless here.Regardless I found some hidden strength, "This is wrong Diana."My daughter. The rest of the morning we just focused on packing up and doing a quick clean of the cabin. I was looking forward to talking with Kim in private, but I knew that was going to have to wait until we got back into town. Before we left, Kim told everyone that they had better not say anything to anyone about this weekend. "If I even hear anyone mention the word 'shower' at work I swear that nothing like this will ever happen again," she told them, while staring at Phil. They all agreed, but I. I feel like I’m taking advantage of you.’ ‘Steve, this is not open for debate. As your girlfriend’s mother, and as the mother of two other girls that adore you, I’m insisting that you stay with us. You’ll be helping us get past this horrible event. We’ll be able to fuss over you rather than stew over the mayhem those terrorists created. There will be no more discussion on this matter. It’s settled. ‘We promised the nurse that we’d only stay a few minutes. Girls, say your goodbyes. We’re leaving. I have to give Donna credit for arguing with Bob that he would spend the weekend at their home. Art gave me a look that told me clearly to stay out of the couple’s argument and I wisely took the advice. She and I had planned a golf day for Saturday and watching football on Sunday afternoon, so it wasn’t like the two of us were not going to be together anyway. Our husbands had no objections to our plans, the only argument being where Donna would spend the weekend. I was aware Bob had arranged.