Not the subtlest scene change ever executed, that’s for sure…  but no matter…

Shelley and Wes, Wes and Shelley… one of them sure knows Trail, since Mark has effectively created, even from Lost Forest, and only writing about nature, established zero degrees of separation for everyone on the planet…

Another swanky scene, though- dig the gilded frame and the poofy valance… the fine bone china cup in Shelley’s delicate hand, while sitting up in bed with her robe on, as if she didn’t expect someone to come in a wait on her…

“I’d like to talk to you” usually precedes something of significant weight, portends and ominous tone… But no, Wes just wants to know if Shelly might not like to “go on a camping trip.”  “Oh Wes, honey, you know that my idea of roughing it is not having a mint on my pillow…”  “Don’t worry your pretty little head, my dear, you know Caruthers will be with us to wipe our backsides and such… oh c’mon, it will be fun!”

But who is in the picture on the nightstand???     Not a little girl, that’s for sure, she seems to have Daddy’s golden, flowing tresses…