"What's going on?" Laura asked.Diana turned to the rest. "Jeff said that one of the pallbearers is sick. He's going to volunteer. Let's wait a minute ...r two to see if he's coming back. Then we will go on and get into the vehicles."When Jeff didn't come back, Diana led the group on out of the church.Inside, Jeff found a frustrated funeral director. Walking up behind him, he put his hand on the man's shoulder. "I'll fill in," he quietly said into his ear.The man spun around. "Great. My partner is. I make him volunteer to play guitar when the Ballroom Dance club puts up their flyer. Buy lunch for Beth one day when she comes to borrow money from me. I add 'no cursing' to his list of rules an' make him apologize ta the janitor for swearing. I practically hurt myself trying not to laugh at him. Finally I let Michelle and Beth in on it - not totally but enough to let them push him around for a day or so as well.Sunday in church, he looks miserable and I can't put him through it any more. "You. Perhaps this was for the best. One of our spouses was sure to have eventually found out. But still, could I live without her … without our Thursday afternoons? I felt empty and began crying. The housekeeper heard my sobs. “Here, let me help,” she said, taking the keycard from me and opening the door. She sat me to the bed and then got a glass of water for me. I murmured thanks, but much to my surprise she sat next to me on the bed rather than disappear out the door. I did not have to. "Early" a panicked Susan called as she rose from the couch "Please stop!" Shut up Susan" Early snapped back at her "I told you what would happen if you interfere, decide now whose side you're on!"Susan stared at Early for a moment with a wild look on her face then backed away without speaking further.Where Early had been cold and emotionless before, his expression now was one of pure malice. Turning back to Stickner he jerked the mans head up by his hair and hit him with an open hand across the.