Soothing wrinkled papers.

Peter POV

I knocked lightly before pushing the knob to see mother and child hugging one another.

Mrs Miller pulled away when she noticed an audience. She nodded her head in greeting and excused herself to give us some time to talk. Her eyes were red and puffy.

"Good morning", Marian greeted as she stood up and looked around.

I eyed the magazine on the tray, they must have talked things out. I sighed in relief, if I were the first person to address the matter with Marian, I don't think we would come to a draw, Marian can be very hot tempered sometimes. Actually when she's unsettled.

"How did you sleep? How's your hangover?"

Her cheeks colored pink with my questions, she kept her eyes on anything in the room and wouldn't look at me.

"I'm fine now. And I would never take too much alcohol, especially with what happened yesterday"

"Marian-"