Meanwhile, Waylen was deep in thought as he drove. After a while, he said, "The kids aren't here with us. Why don't we stop by and see your uncle?"

Rena shook her head.

"It's too late now. He's probably already asleep."

With a snicker, Waylen looked at his wife and asked, "Mrs. Fowler, shall we have a drink then?"

Rena frowned.