<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c1/Helen.jpg)</div><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Name:</strong></span></em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Helen</span></span><br/><br/>Helen climbed out of their van and looked about with happiness, uncertainty and a bit of fear.  They'd moved the family to this small town in an attempt to bring them all back together.  Jack could commute or do much of his work from home here and her freelance job was entirely flexible.  They were both worried about moving the kids, especially David who struggled with mild autism and the attendant difficulty with making friends.  Their daughter Jessica was upset as well but she'd do better with making friends.  She and her daughter were very, very close and while Helen had not told her of her suspicions of Jack cheating the girl was smart enough to have noticed the tension in the marriage and surely understood the reasons for their move.<br/><br/>She slid open the door and called out to both kids.  Even living in the States for decades, there was a still a beautiful Irish lilt in her voice; "Come on guys, here is the new place.  We're meeting the realtor to let us in, show us around and then the movers will be here tomorrow.  We'll settle in with cots and sleeping bags.  I want to sleep here tonight and get us all used to the place rather than just go off to a hotel."  She glanced over at Jack and smiled at him.  She certainly still loved him and hoped that they could rekindle their marriage.