"Shelley was on the telephone to her sister, Marie, in Cornwall."What have you done?" asked Marie."Well, you do know how much I love Charlie. I don't ...now how I'd copeif I ever lost Charlie, I miss him so much that it hurts even when hegoes away overnight on one of his business conference things." I know, I don't why but I do know. But why is loving Charlie aproblem. Apart from him being such a wuss." He's not a wuss," Shelley shouted, "just because a man is kind andconsiderate does not make. Smither shrugged and was about to get a broom and dustpan when they heard a door slam on the second floor. Mr. Smither retrieved his shotgun, cracked it open and inserted two new shells, then snapped it shut. Stuffing extra cartridges into his pocket, the two hobbled up the stairs. Mr. Smither kept a finger on the trigger as the muzzle of his shotgun led the way, cautiously conducting a room by room search. Mrs. Smither crouched behind her husband with a hand on his shoulder, peering nervously. You've been through some shit in your life. You are a beyond decent woman, and those morons decided to leave you. Well, the answer is right there, they are morons. Granted, I could have reacted better, but I completely didn't see that coming. It was a complete surprise. I had no idea that either one of you could possibly be lesbian honestly," I said."But you still love me and Emily though?" Marry asked.I just gave her a dirty look. That was one of the dumbest questions I ever heard."Of course I. Now I had to be wise about this. I could lie and avoid embarrassment or I could tell her the truth. I decided a lie would be better so I told her I had to take a phone call from a friend going through a break up. She accepted this and I got more involved in the group. She stayed by my side most of the night as the group started to drift away to bed. Eventually it was just three of us awake at midnight, the CO, me and Sarah. The CO ordered us to bed. I wasn’t drunk but Sarah was tipsy so.