I slowly grab a butcher knife and slip off my shoes as I wonder my house trying to follow the noise. I creep through the living room towards the sta...rs. It's coming from up there! They broke into my beautiful home to fuck in my bed? As I scan around I see nothing out of place or missing. I slowly cat walk up the stairs. My heart is pounding out of my chest! As I reach the top I stop and scan down the hallway to my bedroom. My door is open and I can see my bed and no one is in it. Where are. Three months is some foreplay!’ — Chapter Fifteen Friday 18 December 1970 On the evening of Friday my phone rang. It was Sandra. ‘Lovely to hear your voice again,’ I said, a bit flowery, but I wanted to encourage her. ‘Graham, can I take you up on your offer? Is your offer still open?’ ‘Of course you can. When? How will we organise it, you’ll have stuff to bring? I’ll come and collect you.’ ‘Will you? That will be so good. Mary said she’d be around as well. He’ll be at the match tomorrow. I wanted us to be a family, and you were the family I most wanted to be like. Anyway, once Bob asked me if I minded that he said all the graces.”“Jeanette! You didn’t let him?”“You’re as bad as he was, Kathleen. I was glad to let him say grace. What he didn’t ask was whether my picture of family was one where somebody said grace at dinnertime. Because it wasn’t. But, since this was the Brennan pattern, and the Brennan pattern was what a real family looked like, I was glad. I teased him about it. Suzie sighed while thinking about how close she had come to having him and what was likely to happen now. She said, "We probably wouldn't be able to go out tonight anyway after what Mom witnessed." Yeah, I think you're right," Sean said. He could just imagine what his mother was going to do to him. He was pretty sure that she would have him cleaning the attic during the hottest times of the day.After a very long and quiet ten minutes in which the young couple waited anxiously, Mrs. Emery.