A Solution Found Part 3
"Max," Brad said. "let's let Wendy sit up front with you, I can ride in the back with Lisa, Carole, and Stevie."
"That sounds like a good idea to me, Brad." Max agreed.
After her vomitting spell was over, Wendy climbed into the front seat with Max.
Later on at the Atwood residence, Lisa and Wendy were in Lisa's bedroom.
Wendy was unpacking her belongings while Lisa was busy making space in her closet and dresser drawers for Wendy to keep her clothes in.
Lisa saw Wendy pull a leather covered book out of her suitcase.
"In case you are curious, this book in my hand is my diary," Wendy explained to Lisa. "and there are times when I would like to write an entry."
"If you need your privacy, I understand," Lisa said to Wendy. "I too keep a diary."
Suddenly, a knock sounded on Lisa's bedroom door.
"Lisa, Wendy," Melanie called through the closed door. "dinner's ready!"
"Terrific! I'm starving," Lisa said. "are you coming, Wendy?"
"I'll be there in a few minutes, Lisa," Wendy answered. "I just need a little time for myself."
"Writing in your diary?" Lisa asked.
"Yes." Wendy answered Lisa.