Hi, Roni. I just came over to see if Doug is ready to go with me to the baseball game or not. Roni? Are you okay? You seem to be down in the dumps. And where is Doug? On second thought, you do not have to tell me. I could take a wild guess. You guys got yourselves into another verbal fist fight and it got so bad that it drove Doug out of the house. Is that it?

I really do not know what to do, Rusty! I mean, Doug knows that I want to have children! As a matter of fact, I had certain clues placed all over the house! I just have no idea on what his problem is!

Trust me, Roni. I really do understand that you want to start a family. It is just that Doug does not want to be pushed into doing that type of commitment right now. Okay?

Who is pushing? Jesus, Rusty! All I want from that stupid jackass is a house full of kids who would be happy to see their grandma and grandpa whenever they come visit and not a mountain of headaches! And may I ask what is so funny?

I KNEW IT! I JUST KNEW THAT YOUR MOTHER WOULD NEVER STOP BEING A MEDDLESOME BUSYBODY FOR FIVE MINUTES MUCH LESS THE WHOLE WEEKEND!

AH, SHIT! You are right, Rusty! Just what am I going to do about my mom? If I do not go through with this whole grandkids thing, she will drive me crazy to no end!

Tell you what, Roni. I will go over to where Doug is staying now and try to get him to come home while you try to talk some sense to your mom. Where is Doug staying at?

At the Motel Six just down the road. Oh, and thanks so much for doing this one favor for me, Rusty. It is just that I do not want to be mad at Doug anymore. Do you understand what I am saying?

Yes, Roni. I do. And I have a feeling that in some small way, so does Doug. See you later. And hopefully, without Doug and your mom at each others throats.