It’s been a few weeks since the girls admitted to themselves, the world, and each other that they were in love. For the most part it’s been smooth. They’ve had a few run-ins with Paula but usually she’s out at work. But those few times killed Spencer and Ashley. They killed Spencer because she wanted her mom to be proud of her again and they killed Ashley because they killed Spencer and there was nothing she could do about it. During there few encounters there was a lot of screaming and then there was that one time that Paula walked in on Spencer straddling Ashley and making-out with her…oh boy, was that a fight.

Ashley and Spencer are upstairs in Spencer’s room. Arthur is letting Ashley stay for the weekend because her mom left again and he worries about her. Glen is with his basketball buddies, Clay with Chelsea, Paula at ‘work’, and Arthur is cleaning up the dishes. He just finished the last one when his wife walked in. She hung her coat up and made her way to the kitchen.

   "Hey honey," He gave her a quick kiss. "What’s that on your neck?" He gently touched the spot. It was a HUGE hickey.
   "Oh, that’s..umm..a patient elbowed me in the neck. I guess I didn’t realized it bruised. Where’s the kids?"
   "Glen is out with the basketball team. Clay went with Chelsea to the movies, and Spencer and Ashley are upstairs."
   "Ashley?"
   "Now, Paula, I’m not going to let her stay at home alone again. She’s staying here for the weekend." Paula opened her mouth to speak. "No, not a word. Let me see your keys. I think I left something in your car." Paula sighed.
   "Here." She handed him the keys and sat down at the table. Arthur went out and came back after a few minutes. He threw a brown envelope on the table.
   "What the hell are these?" He said in an angry whisper
   "Arthur, we need to talk" Paula said calmly
   "Ok, then talk."
   "You had to see this coming. I’m always at ‘work’ and we constantly argue"
   "Are you sure this is what you want?" His voice cracked.
   "Yes, I need to do this."
   "What about the kids?"
   "We’ll tell them about it together, sometime this week."
   "And custody?"
   "Clay and Glen can choose. Spencer can stay with you although I’m sure she won’t object to that. I will still be living in L.A. so it doesn’t matter all that much." She began to walk towards the door. "I’ll be back for my stuff later. Goodbye Arthur." She walked out, leaving Arthur in a bitter-sweet silence.