Okay, so I get to Cambridge, minus Sweet Pea, on Tuesday night, and Star Child is thrilled to see me. Semi-conscious, I get to take her to Sing-a-long at the local library on Wednesday and then to ballet class (!) on Wednesday afternoon.
In the meantime, Amah is telling me I am insane to have left Sweet Pea behind, and prompted by guilt, because of course I'm thinking exactly the same thing, I get online and make a reservation, using miles, to come (because that's where I am now) back to Silver ASAP. ASAP proves to be Thursday afternoon from Logan/Boston at the cost of only (sincerely) $50, and I make the reservation and email my tenants that I'm coming back to get Sweet Pea. I tell them I'll be in Silver for four nights, and if my staying at the house is inconvenient for them, I'll take myself off somewhere with friends.
Sunday September 18
Well, I'm not in Silver now, I'm in New York, but to attempt to continue this saga before Christmas is here, I rented a car and, drawing a veil over the fact I had no idea how to drive it and could go no faster than 48 mph for the first hour, got to Silver at about 11:30. Tenants, as requested, had left the patio light on and the door unlocked, as my keys were on the ring with the car key B was keeping for the winter, and the first thing I did after I dumped my bag in the house was open the laundry room door to the outside and call for Sweet Pea.
He was right there, right where he usually hangs out at night before condescending to come in for wet food, and miaowed immediately, but it took more than an hour before he would come into the house after his two nights in the wild. As soon as he was in and gobbling away, I checked my email and found an ultimatum - two, actually - from my formerly sane tenants.
Wounded and upset by my thoughtless method of informing them via email that I intended to return and re-occupy the house for four days and totally ignoring my offer to stay with friends if my return was inconvenient to them, they informed me they were moving out of the house until Monday and would return only if I shelled out $400 for their expenses for the long weekend. Should this be unacceptable, they would expect their $700 for the month to be refunded and would never darken my door again.
As the label says, you sort it out.
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