Belinda turned to her son, smiled, and said, "Why don't you go upstairs and have a bath. I'll have Carol bring up your sobriety soup when it's done."
Westley nodded, thanked his Mother, said goodbye to his Uncle and his cousin, and went upstairs. Once he was gone, Belinda looked at her guests and apologized for her son's behavior. "Wesley is not usually like this," she said. "In fact, I've never seen him drink. He must have had a really bad day. He has been so busy at work lately, so it was inevitable that he would eventually need to unwind. I'm still surprised, though, because, at our last party, he was a total teetotaler."
Belinda looked at her niece. The girl was sweet and gentle, and Belinda loved her very much. They chatted for a long time, and she told Amy a lot of funny and embarr
