A stunned expression came over her. "How could you even ask me something like that? I'm your mother! Of course I'm not going to sleep with you. It isn...t right."I was taken aback. "Okay, sorry for even mentioning it. I thought that was what you were trying to tell me. This whole thing isn't easy for me to deal with either." I'm the one who should be sorry," she replied after calming herself down. "You're right. I was trying to tell you that, and that's what the psychic suggested we do. It's a. "Hey Baby," Laura hailed as I entered the room. She giggled a little, letting me know this was probably not the first bottle of wine they'd opened. Laura was not a giggler. "Late flight?" Yep," I said, nodding. "Thanks to that idiot Rick." I turned to Sharon. "Hi, Sharon." Hi," she said, blushing, giving me a look that told me she knew something about me I probably didn't want her to know. I wondered what the two of them had been talking about. Laura was not much of a drinker. Though very stoic. Sandy looked her over, up and down. She frowned. She closed her eyes andexhaled.And then she said the most chilling word you can imagine."No," she said* *"No?"Beth froze. She had envisioned a hundred responses, but all of them weremore than that solitary negative word. What was she rejecting? Was it noto fish or no to my dress or no to my lifestyle or no to me? No to allof it?No? It was quick, and it was cold., and it cut like a knife. Sandywalked across the kitchen and entered the downstairs. We finally spotted a For Sale sign that had fallen over some time ago and was more than a bit weather faded, suggesting that nothing much exciting was happening around here lately.No loss then if we gave them a helping hand. Ha!A large bulldozer and a couple of smaller earthmovers remained on the partially cleared grounds but nothing suggested that these work crews would be returning anytime at all soon. Windblown dust on the driver's seats suggested that the workers hadn't been present for at.