"Frank?" Linda called out to me tentatively.I stopped, shifted my items into my other hand. "What?"She looked down. She couldn't look me in the face."... was wondering ... I mean, you don't have to sleep in the other bed." Are you offering to sleep in the other bed? To move out of our bedroom?" I didn't want to make it easy on her.She gasped and sniffled back a tear."I ... didn't mean that. I mean, you can share the bed with me ... that is if you want to. If you don't ... well I guess I could. " None taken," Kevin laughed.We watched the view out the window as Skip did most of the talking; telling us about the Freshwater – which is the ferry we were on – and regaling us with anecdotes from half a lifetime of work on Sydney Harbour."This is Bradley's Head coming up on our right," Skip pointed to some lights marking the edge of the dark harbour. "You'll be able to see the Sydney Harbour Bridge and the city in a tick."Sure enough, the lights of the skyscrapers appeared first and then the. ”“So you can fix things.”“Yes. I have to fix things. Even if they’re not my fault, they’re still my responsibility. I ... have to fix what I can.”Jack smiled at him. “I know the feeling.”It’d be sunrise soon. A bit over an hour. Tomorrow night he’d pay Antoinette a visit, and see what they could do about ... about everything. In the mean time, he had one other thing to check up on, one other thing he was trying to fix.He stepped into his old house, his mom’s old house, and let the darkness and. Pulling the sun visor down, she used the vanity mirror to check her hair and makeup, then repacked her bag. Throwing her keys in the purse, she climbed out and locked the car up, then took a second to straighten her clothing before going inside.Short black leather skirt, mid-thigh, zippers at the sides, no panties - check! Tight sleeveless white blouse unbuttoned low enough to show both considerable cleavage and the lack of a bra - check! Black stiletto pumps, small ankle straps - check. Purse.