She was a good looking young lady, a daughter of my employers and head of staff at the family’s small, harbor-side hotel, where I was given a room i... staff quarters in the rear wing of the hotel and, though there were several rooms there, only Elizabeth and I used them. The remainder of the staff lived locally, and our rooms were next to each other, opening onto a hallway. Most nights Elizabeth worked in the hotel bar and after a short while, as she got to know me, she would sometimes ask me. Days being dark had also made it harder to study and read, the latter being the thing I tried to do whenever possible. That was gradually changing, partly because of the longer days and partly because of less rain. Both Linnea and I used the University Library whenever possible; mainly because I found I had do that, because many of the classes we attended were totally useless. This had been a real shock to me: to find out that most of these University studies would not really help me with my. The regulars there were mainly retirees and anoccasional mother with her child so I was quitecomfortable wearing my thong, in fact I enjoyed teasingsome of the older men who stared openly at me.On my third week there my sister had to work themidnight shift from 8pm to 430am. Mike took me aside andtold me that on Thursday night it was his turn to havehis buddies over to play cards and asked if I would helphim with drinks and snacks. Of course I said sure I’dlove to.He said it. “What caused Dad to leave, anyway?” asked Rusty.“Fuck if I know. It happened right after that big party over at the Tallmans’. Something must have happened that night. Something bad,” answered his brother.“You think Dad got caught with another woman? Mom with another guy? Oooh, yuck!” said Marcia.Jeremy snorted in derision. “Oooh, yuck is right! Nah, it was after. Didn’t you see Dad in the wheelbarrow?” The other two looked over at him curiously, and he explained what he had seen in the back.