Page 164 - The 5 Love Languages: The Secret to Love That Lasts

I had the hunch that either Pete’s business had done very
well, his father had left him a huge inheritance, or he was
hopelessly in debt. Later I discovered that my first hunch
was correct. When I was shown the guest room, I observed
that Charlie, the cat, was making himself at home,
stretched across the bed where I was to be sleeping. I
thought, This cat has it made.
Pete came home shortly, and we had a delightful
snack together and agreed that we would have dinner after
the seminar. Several hours later while sharing dinner, I kept
waiting for the counseling session to begin. It never did.
Instead, I found Pete and Patsy to be a healthy, happily
married couple. For a counselor, that is an oddity. I was
eager to discover their secret, but being extremely tired
and knowing that Pete and Patsy were going to drive me to
the airport the next day, I decided to do my probing when I
was feeling more alert. They showed me to my room.
Charlie, the cat, was nice enough to leave the room
when I got there. Bounding from the bed, he headed off to
another bedroom and within minutes, I was in bed. After a
brief reflection of the day, I was entering the twilight zone.
Just before losing touch with reality, the door to my
bedroom popped open and a monster leaped on top of
me! I had heard of Florida’s scorpions, but this was no
small scorpion. Without time to think, I grabbed the sheet
that was draped over my body and with one bloodcurdling
shriek, flung the monster against the far wall. I heard his
body hit the wall and then silence. Pete and Patsy came