I stuck to wine while John had his bourbon. We danced and sang and the party was in full swing.I was sitting at a table looking around, when Mr. Reyn...lds came over and asked me if there was anything wrong. I told him that I was looking for John. He said, “Please call me Paul, Mr. Reynolds is a bit stuffy. As for your husband, he needed to use the restroom and I had Ellen show him where the bathrooms were. I also thought he should know what we do here and I asked Ellen to give him a tour of. He realized that Sharon had passed some sort of test. Thinking about it, he realized that the kids had been testing them a lot lately. Most of the tests were little things to see if they listened or kept their promises. He suspected that more critical tests were to come.When they reached the bedroom, Sharon sat down on the edge of the bed and patted a spot next to her. Curious, Cathy sat down and asked, “What do you need me to do?”Adjusting her position to put her closer to her daughter, Sharon. While she was strictly opposed to drugs and smoking, she'd consider drinking alcohol if it happened to come up during the weekend--anything that might help her fit in when she arrived on campus for real in the fall.Once more Becky looked around the common room bored out of her mind when her heart skipped a beat. The most gorgeous guy she had ever seen in her life just stepped into the house. Becky couldn't take her eyes off of him once she locked on, and even though she never figuratively. Sarah asked, "What was your score?" I'm not telling."There were some boos and a flurry of commentary:"Fifty, Ben?" Remember, he's eaten a lab dissection." He's dated Pidge -- there's ten points." I bet a hundred. He just talks a good game." All technicalities count, you have to be still-born to get a hundred. But Sarah's hoping to break ninety."Lois, who had worked props, said, "I got ninety-six." It might have been a boast.Ben shook his head. "Infants. I'm dealing with a bunch of infants.".