‘Where are you taking me Simon?’ I asked as we walked, with him holding my small hand in has own, providing warmth. ‘Thought we’d watch tonigh...’s fireworks from a better vantage point.’ He replied. We walked up, then past the church, and in the darkness an old tower loomed, standing perhaps another ten yards high on the hill. Simon walked me to the far side where an entrance loomed, showing steep stone steps leading to the top. ‘This was built over a hundred years ago, Kate.’ Simon explained.. Emily's bottom indeed remained sorefor a couple of hours and uncomfortable for much longer. She found an excuseto avoid the evening showers and kept events to herself that night. But whenshe got up the next morning and examined her bottom in a mirror, finding thatshe could still feel how her flesh was hard along the still brightly colouredbruises, now surrounded by a mauvish sort of halo, she decided to make themost of it. She told some friends what had happened and they refused to believeher. If we insist on paying for things, she calls their accountant and the money reappears in our checking account. She's like a mother hen taking care of her brood, and Jeff does the same thing."Later, Brenda and her daughter were going through a blouse rack at the third store they had visited. Brenda occasionally held a blouse up to look at it, then returned it if it didn't meet her satisfaction. The other women, scattered around the store, were browsing much as Brenda and Angel were. The group. She turned to me and said,"Get dressed, where we're going tonight these suits will make ya look like you're attending a funeral or you're a walking corpse"I laughed and got out of the tub, dried up and began to get dressed. By the time I was through dressing, little Timmy had finished his chores and left. It was around mid day, so we headed to the mall to get some new "threads" as she referred to them. We entered a store where only teenagers would go to shop, had my wife and I gone shopping.