Eddie waited in the living room downstairs pacing back and forth wondering what would happen next. As soon as Stuart came downstairs, she anxiously walked over to him. She was so full of questions, she didn't know which one to ask first and they began to roll out one after another. "How did it go? Is Aaron all right? Has everything been resolved?"
Stuart seeing the real concern in her face spoke very carefully. "Stop worrying! It's all been taken care of. Let's go home." When Stuart spoke these words, he seemed to speak them indifferently. Then he grasped Eddie's hand and started toward the door. He was holding her hand the whole time and the sweat and grip were tighter than usual. The memory of the conversation still vexed him.
Eddie looked at him with a worried expression on her face.
