”“It all makes sense. I’m glad I let you take the lead. All of that had to be said, but I couldn’t have said it. Thanks bro.”“Let me know ...hen you want to go home, and I’ll take you. Unless you want to stay in the guest room and drive Kristy out of her mind. And I can’t imagine what Deb will think if she wakes up to find that you didn’t go home.”“That’s not a bad idea. Right now, I want to drop as much guilt and hurt on Kristy as I can. A long night crying herself back to sleep every time she. Then school ended for the summer and we both had Janey on our hands. She just kind of hung around, underfoot, listless, lifeless.Neither Sally nor I were prepared for her listlessness. This active, goal-oriented teenager was suddenly mashed potatoes. By the end of the second week of summer break I got fed up with tripping over her, getting no civil response to reasonable questions, and the mindless drivel she was watching - or at least staring at on TV. Something drastic was called for, so I. So the men who can’t leave until Christmas Eve will escort you early on Saturday and drive you up here from the airport to get you here by early afternoon. OK?”“Far be it from me to interfere with your plans,” Claire said laughing. “I’ll do as I’m told.”The Pollards had arrived on Friday and on Saturday morning, and the Klinsman contingent were also in place by Saturday, the children all being involved with decorating the tree and the rest of the house, and so when Claire entered through the. "Yeah, this winter weather is going to take some getting used to," I said sourly."The bad news is we're still a month away from winter yet," Sue complained."Well, enough of this depressing weather talk. What have you ladies got planned for the weekend?" I asked as we found a table in the lounge."There's a nice little town on the coast that has a lot of arts and craft shops along with some decent restaurants," Sue explained. "It's full of tourists in the spring and summer, but pretty quiet at.