“It was. I’m ... I’m really enjoying my life. It was great earlier in the year, but it’s incredible, now.”“Yeah, I’ve been meaning to as... you. You seem much more ... amenable to the Moms’ plans. Is that you or Mom?”He leaned away from me a little, presumably to focus on my eyes, but ran into Rhee. She lifted her arm over him and pulled him into contact with her front.“Yes, Dad. Is that you or Sandy?”“It’s me. I’ve been thinking about what ... they want. Obviously, Sandy has ... always known. Thank goodness Sheila had pressed a piece of cake and a cuppa on us!While the people on the other tables finished their course, Julie told a story about fishing for mackerel when on holiday in Cornwall as a child; her mother had insisted that she left her catch outside the place they were renting so that the fishy smell didn't come in the house, and Julie had looked out the window a few minutes later to discover one of the local cats making off with her trophy."I was really upset at the time,. The next words made me take a gulp and could I reallystay still and let this happen. ?Dare you to sit next to her then and touch herbush?, I heard both boys giggle and the one who had been dared replied ?okaythen your on?. I felt the seat ripple as he sat beside methen the other boy told him to cough loud just to make sure I was fast asleep.He did and I took the opportunity to squint through one eye and in thereflection of the glass I saw a boy of about 14 kneeling on the seat in frontof me. He. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I don’t know what happened. I…just…don’t know.’ I sat up as Sue moved around gathering up her clothes. She went into the bathroom and dressed. I heard the toilet flush and then she came out. Tears still running down her face. I jumped up and went to hug her, but she shied away from me. Fear in her eyes. ‘I’m sorry Susan. I don’t know what got into me. Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you bad did I?’ ‘Oh…no. I’m bleeding a bit…it shouldn’t be anything serious though. I…it.