On a strictly casual basis, of course. Claire had come over to help Jules strip the dated cow wallpaper and borders throughout the house, and she'd decided to crack open a bottle of Chardonnay, needing to feel a little buzz. But before they'd downed the first glass, Jules had surprised her sister and spilled the beans.She left out the tiny detail of a potential serial arsonist setting their dad's old tool shed ablaze.She still hadn't quite processed that information, and wasn't really willing to either. It was much more convenient to try to forget it. Besides, Claire would be beside herself with worry.It was much easier tackling the news of her corrupting the boarder. Then again, maybe the boarder was corrupting her. She wasn't sure anymore.With a tight grin, Jules attacked another section of border with her wallpaper scraper, anxious to rid the place of all the dancing cows. As she scraped, she tried to forget her fear, tried to forget how stressed she was about not putting too much pressure on her relationship with Shane.
