Aaron oftenfound himself negotiating for a type of truce between the two. Hethought he had an idea.Aaron thought it would be a good for his mom and B...th to have some timealone. Aaron suggested that his mom take Beth to lunch at the family'sclub. Beth thought it was a great idea. Martha agreed with somereluctance. She only agreed after Aaron pleaded with his mom by sayingthat Beth could be the one.A few days later Martha and Beth were dinning at the Palmetto Clubduring the ladies' lunch. The. Hours later, right around noon time, Kristy finally walked through the door. "I'm exhausted," she said dropping her handbag on the counter by the door. "I'm going to sleep." She then went into our bedroom and shut door without so much as a glance toward me. I sat for a few moments. I wonder what had happened to her last night? Was she able to get out of her obligation of the key party? Had Charles treated her right? He seemed like an upstanding guy. He would have treated her right if. I'll let your imagination figure out why it took an hour for us to get to sleep.The next day was a Monday so we all got up and dressed and then met in the kitchen for breakfast. Sandy had beaten us to the kitchen and was busily whipping up a fabulous breakfast. All Jean and I had to do was to sit down and eat. We lived far enough from the school that Sandy could ride the bus to school. It was the same bus that had picked her up at mom and dad's house so many of her friends were on the bus. Jean. It was a quiet Thursday morning in the town of Honeyhaven. My shift at the local bookstore in the town square had started just ten minutes ago, even if the doors didn't open for another fifty. With my cup of tea in one hand and the list of newly arrived books in the other, I set out to run inventory and stack the books onto their proper places on the shelf. It wasn't a very large shipment so I took my time, enjoying the peace and quiet of the early morning. It was always my favorite time of day.