The resolution to our little escapade had in fact been quite painless after all the shouting had finished. Mum told me I had to take my phone with me ...t all times and I had to call her if I wasn't planning on coming home before nine o'clock at night. I sort of grounded myself that weekend any way, I seemed to have a lot to think about. Maxie had more duties around the house than I did and in the hours when he was away from that wall I stared at the ceiling and reflected on my life.It could have. The time they spent apart only made it better as well. Maybe once they got married, it would settle down some, but he didn’t see that happening very soon. With a shake of his head, he had looked at his older brother and chuckled. ‘Truthfully big brother, I don’t think it will ever get old or wear off. Ask me again when I’m seventy five and we have a do not disturb sign on the door at the nursing home.’ Dean had laughed at that, and now Harley considered how true that might be. Her fingers were. Treats that he had never known possible were being presented to him as a smorgasbrod. Why in hell had he never insisted that this be the way of life around his house? Didn’t he give freely of himself, his energies, his support, his everything? Why had he allowed himself to be cowed by society and the strictures of a badly taught young wife, when all the wonders he sought had been before him all along?Well, “no more Mr. Nice Guy”, he thought. “Whatever is causing this turn of events, I’m going. She was surprised realizing that it was close to noon.She didn't wait too long before the bus pulled into the stop, she climbed, trying to not look at the driver's face... while the bus was almost empty, she felt that the handful of passengers were looking not only at her but through her. She fought the idea and headed o the very back of the bus. Sat at the last seat against the window and opened her clenched fist wrapped around the note.She straightened the paper and began to read:- "Dear.