But Marta believed that more good came from one city full of “useless peasants” than a universe of scheming nobles. She was sure of that. Because ...very day, the peasants and the downtrodden showed that they were better people then the soulless scum that claimed to be their betters. The way that they did small kindnesses to each other, endlessly. Small kindnesses were all they could afford, of course, but that’s because the largess needed for big kindness came with too many strings, too many. And it was about that time that your Uncle Horace began dating Aunt Genevieve." Daddy," said Beccy looking up at her father, "mummy said that nanny and poppy and Auntie Dot and Uncle Owen all thought that Auntie Vivvy had made a poor choice in boyfriends. Then she said that he proved them wrong, that nanny and Auntie Dot suddenly found out what it was that Auntie Vivvy saw in him. What was it daddy? What did Auntie Vivvy see in Uncle Horace?"Kenneth smiled. Alison obviously wanted him to tell. The old DOS programs needed to be tailored for a new printer, and that software was no longer being updated. No new printer would work. She needed a new computer. Vickie did not complain but she did mention the problem at work. Her boss quickly agreed that Vickie could bring her disks to work and print her stories on the office computer/printer. Anyone who read the words that came from her fingertips, knew that Vickie was good. Very good. She tried once to find a publisher for her romance. "Jack, since we'll be staying a day or two, could you contact Jacki andsee if they need any help?" Will do, Alex." You two don't mind a few more days of 'R and R'?" I looked to Brie andChuck."Not as long as the hot tub and sauna still work." Chuck laughed."Alex?" Jack caught my attention."Jack?" Alex, Alex said she could use our help in Italy. They have reliefefforts underway in Iceland, but she said if you want to handle Italyit would save her travel time."What? Save her travel time?" I was.