MANOR - LIBRARY
Manchester sat on the sofa, thoroughly involved with a new book she'd picked up
a few days earlier at The Page Turner Bookstore. As she flipped the pages,
she realized that, although the book was rather enjoyable, she was thoroughly
bored. Letting out a deep sigh, she looked up and across the room at her
husband, Dane, as he sat in his chair, reading the evening edition of
"Dane?" she spoke up, not exactly
wanting to disturb him, but still bored from the silence. "Dane, I
think I made a mistake by not signing up for the fall semester."
"Hmm?" he muttered, not really
listening to her.
said that I think I made a mistake." She marked her place in the
novel and set it aside before rising from the sofa so that she could pace around
the room. "I mean...well...I enjoy being home all the time like a
regular wife, but...." She stopped in her tracks and bit her lip
nervously. "Oh, Dane, I'm bored silly! I miss going to
class. I miss the lectures and the papers and...."
"Honey, it's only the summer
break," he murmured, still only half hearing her. "You can't
possibly miss school already. You've never had this reaction to summer break
"I know, but...." Her voice
trailed off as she glanced over to the now unused text books that were
still stacked neatly on the desk. "Well, I always knew that I was
going back in the fall. But, now...."
"It'll pass once you get used to
it." He paused and turned to the next page of the newspaper.
"Once you get accustomed to being a normal wife like everyone else, school
will be the last thing on your mind."
"Dane, I don't think so."
"Honey, what you need is something to
occupy your time." He finally looked up from his reading, neatly
folded up the newspaper, and set it aside before rising to walk over to
her. "Maybe take up a new hobby like gardening or knitting
"I have been reading a lot,
lately," she nodded. "In fact, I just picked up this new book
the other day. It's about some spoiled southern belle at the dawn of the
"See! That's something to occupy
your time when my classes start back up in the fall."
"Dane, it's not the same. Reading
and knitting and gardening are so...well...solitary. I do enjoy to read,
but I've got to have some kind of interaction with other people. I can't
just sit around this house by myself all day."
not by yourself," he reminded as he gently placed his index finger under
her chin so that he could lift her head and look into her eyes.
"You've got your mother and Helga and even
Naomi here with you."
"Oh, Dane, it's not the same and you
know it!" She paused and let out a heavy sigh. She never
thought that giving up college for the sake of her husband and her marriage was
going to be so difficult. Realizing that he wouldn't understand, she
decided to change the subject. "Honey, since you've mentioned Naomi,
maybe it's time that we talk about what we're going to do with her and the
"Do?" He looked at her with
curious interest. "What do you mean?"
"Dane, they've been living here for
months, now," she continued as she again began to pace around the room,
" and Naomi's starting to get a little antsy. She thinks that we're
stringing her along; that we're not going to follow through with the plans for
the trust fund for Aubrey."
"Well, she's right!" he
interrupted. "We're not going to do anything!"
"No, Sara. We're not going to give
anything to that girl. She should be grateful that we've even let her live
under the same roof as us!"
"But, Dane, what about the
baby?" She eyed him sternly, not believing that he could be so cold
hearted. "I'm convinced that she's telling the truth about
Aubrey. Momma is too. How can we not give that child what's
are not giving either one of them one red cent and that's final!" Dane
shouted angrily as he slammed his fist down into his hand, startling Sara.
Meanwhile, neither one of them had heard
Sara's mother, Joyce
Preston, slide open the large wooden doors of the library
just in time to hear Dane's strong orders. To say that she was less than amused would have
been an understatement.