It just happened. And now here I was doing something even worse in order to cover up that first time. This was all madness.When I got home I was too h...miliated to see Mom, ran into my bedroom and locked the door. I realized I still had the envelope in my hand. Why hadn’t I thrown it out on the way home? Maybe I was afraid someone might happen upon it, even tho it was in the garbage. It felt safer in my hands. But I knew I would have to dispose of it safely. Mom’s apartment was the last place I. See you soon."Catherine and Lisa had been friends at College and had done most of their class projects together. Catherine, however, had obtained a job in a grade school and would not start teaching until that September. In that sense, Lisa had been grateful to get the job at the preschool, in spite of losing her summer, because it allowed for some much needed money to come in.By the time she had hung up, her first kids had started arriving so she was busy, greeting them, helping them put their. It wasn’t MY town, why should I pay? Now, however, if we accepted this appointment -and I put it that way, as something for us all to decide- Widemouth would be ‘my town’ and I would consider it my duty to make it better. They would get a larger, healthier, wealthier town to run. But, they would have to accept my authority. And, sometimes I might make decisions they may not like.Like what? Well, it looked like we were going to be invading the Brotherhood soon. I had been directed by the King to. ‘Come on! You have to give me some sort of hint,’ I whined as I leaned over the counter to look into the pots and pans bubbling on the stove. ‘I sure don’t. I’m the chef here. Just sit back and relax.’ It wasn’t a hard command to follow. Everything in Holden’s house screamed comfort—the poufy, gray couch, the matching recliner…even the color scheme relaxed me. The pale blue, gray, and cream brought me back to the time I went out east to the ocean—with David. The ocean was beautiful, my company.