Every time he saw his father and mother they would both hint that he would be better off coming up to help run the profitable resort rather than "struggling on his own in the city" as they put it. It always made him mad, because he felt foolish insisting he enjoyed his position in the large advertising firm of Dayton and Doles… when in reality he hated it. Nevertheless, he had hopes of rising to a really top position with the firm if he could only hold on long enough and take all the garbage that was shoveled out to him!

Nancy was glad to be going to see her grandfather and mother… and she had always liked her father's sister, Aunt Tricia the few times she had seen her. Being with other people in the family was a welcome relief to the little girl… a chance to witness something other than what had become continuous arguing between her mother and father! She looked again at her father's profile… his blonde, almost Germanic features were outlined against the passing scenery beside him, his blue eyes focused on some spot ahead of them on the road. If only he were as nice as he looked, Nancy sighed to herself, turning away once more to look out her window.

Susan Livingston lay on the bunk bed in the back of the trailer. She had one of her headaches and the swaying motion of the vehicle was not helping it any. Lying down helped some though, and she was glad she could be alone for the length of the trip up to "Livingstons"… just so she would have time to prepare herself for the ordeal of being with the rest of her husband's family!

Susan's flaming red hair fanned out on the pillow behind her as she lay with her face turned to the wall of the trailer. She had already taken two Excedrins but they didn't seem to be doing for her what they did for the woman in the TV commercial! The small portable radio was turned on, and a daytime serial was on. When she heard the first dulcet tones of the heroine's voice, she mumbled to herself, "God, I didn't know they still had those things!"