“So how was your day?” said Rozelle, coming up behind me as I sat on the bar stool at Pedro’s. “Oh, hi honey. Good, busy, but you know that. ...ou folks in the office are running too, I know,” I said. “Yes, it’s been a horrendous month. Security isn’t as problematical as the stuff you’re doing or the office assistants, but we are keeping busy,” she said. Rozelle was head of security for the company. Hers was mostly office work, but she did have to make the tour of the warehouses each day and. Carmen was silent as we drove on, so I asked, "What are you thinking about?" Me, ohhhh..., nothing much." She answered hesitating."You have to be thinking about something." I said."I'm thinking about our arrangement. I don't think we should continue dating. It feels like I'm cheating on my husband," Carmen almost whispered."Relax Mrs. G. I know how much you love Peter, but I don't think this could be considered cheating. You're just teaching me how to be a fantastic date. It doesn't differ much. This was one of the more enervating aspects of The Great Island Adventure: even though I had just spent almost a week on my own there, Elise would not know it, had no reason even to believe me if I told her. After fixing a cup of coffee, installing the programme and sending the confirmation to Alfred and Wilbur, I settled down in my chair in the living room. Waiting for Elise...Now just imagine that a crime had been committed in my village, a rascally little murder of my slandering. They had showered together again that morning, making love while standing up in the corner under the steamy spray, then Lauren had insisted they dress and go back to her house. “We need to talk to the kids before they go out.”“Where are they going?”Lauren had shrugged. “Who knows? Just remember, it’s a Saturday and there’s fresh snow on the ground and they are going to want to do something. No telling what, but it probably won’t be until lunchtime.”Much to Peter’s surprise, Heather and the two.