CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
The very next day Martha was moving in with David. The day was surreal to her. It seemed as if it happened in slow motion. The rumpus commotion from Victory Day seemed to have passed so quickly now that moving day was here. As she had waved her sisters off the night before, she had told David it would be wise for him to go home that evening and spend it with his family and prepare them for her and Willy’s arrival the next day. What she didn’t tell him was that she had been completely flummoxed by her sisters’ acumen with the Peter situation.
What David didn’t know was that Martha didn’t sleep a wink that night. What David didn’t know was that Martha went through every possible emotion that the human body is capable of that evening. Firstly, she experienced surprise. She
