“Bette Porter-Kennard you sound like a child when you whine like that. Now what is it that has you wide-awake when we have only been asleep for three hours? I am not as young as I was and I need sleep after all the exercise we had last night.”

I grinned as she tried to tell me off but could hear the smile in her voice as she spoke. I moved over and rested my head on her shoulder. I could stay this way forever just being with her, but the world at large keeps that from being possible. I sigh before speaking.

“I am worried for Andy and Rachel I just thought maybe we could go and see if they are ok, you know give them some moral support before they leave.”

“Oh Bette if they need us they will call, but at some point they are going to find they need too and are capable of doing this on their own so we need to just leave them to it unless they come to us.”

I knew she was right but I had never been very good at just lying around and doing nothing so I jumped out of bed dragging my tired and still half asleep wife with me.

Meanwhile over in Andy and Rachel’s Suite :-

————-Libby————-

“Rachel please tell me she is nearly out of clothes, I am about to go insane. I mean for the love of god the girl is three I don’t think she is going to care what name is on the label of Andy’s clothes.”

I pleaded with my sister’s wife as Andy appeared in yet another outfit to ask our opinion. We had been doing this for nearly an hour and a half now.

“Andy I swear to god if you change once more I am going to commit murder.”

I heard Rachel and Connor sniggering from the couch as Andy’s face took on a look of indignation.

“Shit, fine Libby but if I turn up and this is the wrong thing then Holly won’t talk to me I will hold you entirely responsible.”

In fact she looked great in a pair of dark boot cut jeans and a sky blue V-neck sweater over a white shirt with a matching blue stripe. But before the conversation could go any further or she had a chance to try and go change again there was a knock at the door.