" Let's go find food," I laughed. "If I had no Carlita, I would eat a sandwich. With Carlita, we will do a restaurant." It is money, Dave." I know. I ...ave money. But we will think about how we will feed ourselves without a restaurant every night."She smiled. "I am your wife. It is my place." You are my Carlita, yes, my wife, but you are also Carlita who may be a student and Carlita who can go with Carlie to have fun during the day." What about Pat?" Pat..." I mused. "We need to talk to Pat.. We might as well talk about it now and get this over with. Let's go downstairs and I'll make us some hot chocolate."She slipped on a robe over her pajamas and signaled for me to follow her.***I sat awkwardly by the kitchen counter watching my mom boil a small pot of milk while adding the chocolate mixture. She then poured the hot chocolate in two mugs and added marshmallows on top."Here, drink up," she said as she handed me a mug."I haven't had hot chocolate with marshmallows in a very long. " How are you going to get there? Okay, Cockburns will have fixed your carby now, but you can't drive it until you've had your insurance documentsreplaced." I wasn't thinking of going this week." And what about Norah? She isn't going to put up with me taking anotherthree or four days off, next week or next month or whenever it is youdecide to drag me into the wild blue yonder. She's not just my employer,she's my landlady as well. If I lose my job at the Gladstone I'm out onthe street." I can. It does seem Charlotte has messed up Mrs. Denver. I mean really messed up.” Mrs. Denver took a deep breath knowing the Mother was right and could see her well planned weekend of lovemaking going out the window. Nevertheless discipline is discipline and she knew she had to take the appropriate action. Charlotte must be taught the importance of working carefully and the established way was to be disciplined. It usually worked, was tried and tested, and she was a staunch supporter of the method..