Marilyn walked to the bar and herself a glass of water. She was so angry with David that she was trembling. He was taking her only son away from her! He had one son so why can't he leave hers alone. Besides that car accident was not her fault even though she was a wee bit tipsy. David Jr was so witty and vibrant. More like her son than her her nephew. David, Jr just had made her laugh so much that she just lost control. If her nephew was her son, he would be the best son she could ever wish to have. He had the wit, the smarts and was a natural flirt. He was able to pull the darnest pranks! How she loved the young man. But he was born to the wrong mother. Laura was not the strongest person in the world. How could her brother love some one so weak? David, Sr was and still is one of the most handsome and strongest man in this area. Unlike her own son. Of course, Sean was very courteous and remembered his manners at all times unlike David, Jr. who could sweet talk anyone into forgiving him.<br/><br/>This remembering is not going to bring David, Jr back or make Sean feel closer to her. Might as well go upstairs and see the room.  Slowly putting the glass in the bar sink, Marilyn put a smile on her face and glanced in the mirror to check her hair before heading upstairs. The phone rang and she opened it to find a text from her guest. She nearly threw the phone but controlled herself. She texted back to Cassandra.<br/><br/>I am disappointed. That will give him time to find something to do and stay longer at work. Be it as may, do try to get here early so we can go over our plans, dear. XX Marilyn.<br/>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>"You heard what your mother said. Do you really want to go home?" David asked.<br/>"Not really. We had a major fight this morning about me working here. What would they say if they ever found out that I have those other two jobs. I suppose I should go home tonight since I won't be home for a couple weeks due to the circuit and photo shots. Then also I just might move in that cabin that you have. It would be a better place to relax after work. I won't have to figure out how to say things in such a way that I am not lying and yet not hurt Mother's feelings. If Father knew, I think that he would understand yet not approve of what I am doing." Sean spoke.<br/><br/>"He would understand. He sowed his wild oats before he married your mother. So did I before I married your Aunt Laura. It is natural for young men to go through the stage. If you want to move in, here are the keys." David pulled out the keys from the key box that was kept in his desk.<br/><br/>"Keep them for me, Uncle David. Mother has been rummaging through my closets again. I am tired of it all. I have packed a lot of my stuff in the trunk of my car. Could one of the guys come over tomorrow and help me finish what is left? Remember, I don't know about Mother's 'little guest' anyways." Sean grinned mischievously.<br/><br/>"Sure. I'll have J.D. pick you up tomorrow. You can have your stuff in your garage and even if your mother does get up so early, there is not much she can do about you moving out. You have the key to the box and to the desk. Just leave the car keys behind so you won't be accused of stealing the car. Wouldn't put is past her. She can be the most irritating female alive on this Earth. Even your grandmother said so, bless her patient  soul." David chuckled lightly.<br/><br/>"sounds like a good plan to me." Sean smiled at his uncle before they went out to check out the bulls and horses.