Ashley was rolling with laughter, “It took us a whole half hour to get them to tell us where she was…when we found her she was soaked to the bone but had the hugest smile on her face saying she no longer needed a bath.” The group laughed even Glen and Clay.

A throat being cleared interrupted their nice time, turning they saw Paula standing there with her arms on her hips, glaring at Ashley and Arthur. Glen and Clay ran up to hug her, neither really knowing what went down yesterday, “I’m here to pick up a few of my things and to give you these.”

Arthur stood up and took the envelope, “Divorce papers?”

“Yes, Ben had his lawyer draft one up. Now our custody date is in two weeks, it’s all there.” She pointed to the papers in his hand.

“You guys can’t get a divorce,” Glen began pacing, “When did this happen?”

“Your father and I haven’t been getting along, it’s just time.” Paula felt for her children but had no other emotion in the subject. A small cry came from the top of the stairs, everyone turned to see Spencer in her pajamas with tears streaming down her cheeks and holding her old security blanket Arthur pulled out of the attic.

“I had a bad dream,” she said rubbing her eyes and running into her mother holding tight as if the woman would leave. Paula didn’t wrap her arms around the sixteen year old; she stared helplessly down at the girl than back to her husband.

“Huh Spencer?” Paula said trying to step back not really understanding why her daughter was hugging her.

“Ashley can you?” Arthur asked.

“Sure Mr. C, come on Spence let’s go back to bed while your mom and dad talk.” Ashley smiled hoping it looked reassuring.

“No, I want mommy to put me to bed.” Spencer whined but she did release her mom, “Will you lay down with me?”

Paula shook her head to clear the weird thoughts going thru her mind, “Arthur?”

“It’s all right Spencer, go back to bed…” The girl just shook her head ‘no’, “Glen?”