She asked some questions, was very happy with the fees I had been paid and which had been transferred back here to our bank, but she quickly reverted ...o normal now: asking me for a glass of water as she settled to watch a soap series on TV. Certainly no deep kisses ‘welcome home’, no groping or tearing off of clothes as if she had missed sex, no invitations to make ravishing love….gosh, I was dreaming! I looked in the dirty clothes basket as I threw in my own – yep, my wife had not washed for a. ’ ‘Okay, so, what about dinner? We could invite your dad too, if you want.’ ‘He didn’t show up to dinner last weekend, I highly doubt he’d show up for this.’ I took a step back, realizing I was whining. ‘I’m sorry, I don’t mean to sound ungrateful. I’m used to spending my birthday alone, so I’d be happy to just hang out with you, okay? No dinner, no party, no presents.’ ‘Fine, fine. No dinner, no party. But I already got your present so you’re just gonna have to live with it.’ I heard the. Russell had said that I was to start at 8 o'clock but as it was my first day I decided to show my enthusiasm by turning up early. The kennel was situated on an isolated piece of ground and ever light in the two buildings was out apart from the reception office. I parked my bike by the door and tired to push the door open. It it was locked. Looking around for a intercom, or doorbell I finally gave up and knocked on the glass door which sounded like it might fall in if she knocked any. "What exactly are you laughing at, young lady?" You! Has anyone ever told you you're a klutz?" she asked with another snort of laughter."I am not! I can't help it if the egg carton was slippery."Weather grinned at his indignation. "So, what about the orange juice carton, or all those bruises?" What bruises?" Those." She nodded at his legs. "On your shins." Wow. How did I get those?"Weather laughed. He was such a kid at times. "Aidan, you hit anything within twenty feet of you." No I don't!".