She glanced back. George held up his mug of coffee, "Thank you Miss Vicky. Very enjoyable." George watched her walk back to her blanket. A strong bree...e was stirring the shrubbery and a flash of lightening was reflected of the house windows. George knew he would have time to finish his stint on the garden before the storm reached him and drive that little slut indoors. Vicky had replaced her top and lay on her back once more, the sun trying to pierce her eye lids. She would wait until the. Several family meetings were convened and the final plan was settled upon. Most of the larger items from the family home would go into storage as they would initially be renting furnished accommodation until they could find a new property to buy, but all of the smaller day-to-day household objects, the immediate necessities, would be taken up to Scotland by road in a suitable vehicle. This last condition was where I featured personally.We worked out that a large van would be needed for the. "What am I going to do? You're not going to be here next week. What am I going to do about my car? How am I going to get home now and back to work on Monday?" I'm going to come and get you; I should be there in twenty minutes, sooner if traffic doesn't hold me up. I'll get you home, no problem. We'll get your tires replaced over the weekend so you'll have your car for Monday and if for some reason it's not ready you can take mine. I won't need it." Guy is coming." Good, have him look at the car. She was even more astonished when the office door opened and out stepped Brendon Harrison.“Charles, good to see you again,” the sixty-two year old said as he approached the young man with an outstretched hand.Charlie’s first thought as he automatically reached out with his own hand was that Mr. Harrison had to have him mixed up with someone else. Then again, he had called him by name. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see that Paula was almost as confused as he was by the partner’s.