I watched in awe as Lori and Lauren went to work in the guest house the next day. They repainted the cabinetry in the kitchen to a deep red color and added a medley of green colors to the bathroom. All of the black and white upholstery was stripped out of the living room and bedroom. Lori and Lauren were sorting through various brightly colored fabrics, matching them with other textures, when a maid arrived to let me know that I had a visitor. I told Lori and Lauren that I would be right back before leaving the guest house. Ed had his legs in the pool, reading a book, but he glanced up as he saw me leave the guest house.
"Who is the visitor?" I asked the maid.
"Courtney Macalester," the maid said. I stopped cold in my tracks. Ed must have sensed that something was wrong, because he left the pool, dried off his legs, and walked up to join me and the maid.
"Is something wrong?" Ed asked me.
