alcohol and his behavior as erratic and wild as a charging bull, Audrey decided she had best put some rules into effect prior to the arrival of the remaining boarders. âBe sure you tell any of the men who will be residing here at Bridal Fair that we have rules, and they will be strictly enforced. Those who donât adhere to the rules will be required to move to the workingmenâs quarters.â Mr. Parksâs eyes flashed with surprise, and his expression sobered. âRules? I never heard about any rules before I moved in.â He glanced at Mr. Fenton and Mr. Uptegrove. âEither of you hear about any rules?â âNope.â They both shook their heads. Mr. Uptegrove leaned back in his chair. âWhat kind of rules are you referring to, Miss Audrey?â Audrey could feel the heat climb up her neck. Sheâd spoken too soon. Telling the men her expectations in front of her father would cause them both discomfort. Heâd think she didnât trust him. Still, she couldnât have men drinking or acting like ruffians in their home. She toyed with the edge of her napkin while she tried to sneak a look at her father. His focus was fastened on her like a starving dog eyeing a dish of food. âI donât believe Iâve heard the rules, either. Why donât you run through them for us, Audrey?â Her father picked up his cup and took a deep swallow of coffee. âI havenât posted the rules just yet because Mr. Morley personally vouched for the three of you. However, I donât want to have the order of our house disturbed by any unseemly behavior. It seems only sensible to post rules before the others arrive.â She inhaled a deep breath. âAudreyâs right. I can only imagine what kind of roughnecks youâre going to bring back to live under our roof.â Aunt Thora blew a wisp of hair from her forehead. âMakes me shudder to think of it.â There was little doubt Thora was going to go off on one of her tangents if Audrey didnât interrupt. âFirst and foremost, there will be no drinking on the premises. Secondly, no man can return here if he is in an intoxicated state. No liquor can be brought into the house for any purpose. I donât want men buying alcohol and drinking it in their rooms,â she explained. Mr. Parks nodded. âSeems reasonable enough. Anything else?â âSmoking is reserved for the porch only.â Just yesterday sheâd found evidence that Mr. Fenton had been smoking in his room. What if he fell asleep with a burning cigar or cigarette and set the house on fire? She wasnât about to take chances when it came to Bridal Fair. Besides, smoking indoors smelled up the entire house. âAnd every man must bathe on Saturday. Preferably more often, but I insist upon once a week.â âWhew! You sure got high standards. Hope thereâs nothing else.â Mr. Fenton craned his neck and looked down his nose. Audrey clenched her fingers until they started to lose all feeling. âThere are a few other rules, but nothing I believe youâll find objectionable.â âSuch as?â Mr. Fentonâs eyebrows shot high on his forehead. âI donât intend to keep food warm for stragglers. Meals will be served according to the work schedule. If someone dallies and isnât here, heâll have to wait until morning to eat. As you know, we pray before our meals. We expect the men to remain patient and quiet during prayersâeven if it isnât their general practice.â Audrey glanced back and forth among the men. âI will expect the men to strip their bedding on Monday morning so that I might have it washed and replaced by Monday evening. There may be a few other rules, but nothing beyond the normal expectations of mannerly conduct.â Mr. Parks shrugged his broad shoulders. âWell, I doubt youâll have any trouble from the three of us. Weâll