" Might not have come home to you, but she went home with somebody. Not bad looking either, and she spent quite a bit of time swapping tongues with hi... before they left. Face it dickhead, you've been replaced."Donna's laughter rang in his head as she hung up on him. Diane had left the party with another man at one o'clock? That's the last thing that Dave would have expected from Diane and he had a very bad feeling about where his life was now headed.It was seven-thirty that evening when Diane's. All had sought the one treasure she had as yet chosen not to give up, but she wasn’t so sure Rayne would be so easily controlled. As they strolled, arm in arm, through the walks surrounding Vauxhall they spoke of non-consequential things. Both had thoughts of other things. They stopped for refreshments at a local café before returning to Gabriella’s home. Rayne had seen her safely to her door and had taken her hand and pressed a kiss to the back of it before turning it over and boldly kissing. Peering overthe top of his favorite comic, he spied an aged man with stoopedshoulders and an awkward gait straining under the weight of a large,flat package."Need any help, sir?" Andy asked, without the slightest intention ofactually helping the man."No, son, I can manage." The old timer smiled a fairly vacuous grin inAndy's direction.The man finally made it to the counter and hefted his burden onto theexpansive countertop. What he had brought in for appraisal was a largemirror, that in and of. He cooked dinner, his mother telling him how and when he never having done a lot of cooking. The afternoon was spent with Patty, at the hospital, in Ashford, Mr Tart taking them and going on to take his wife to the shops, returning at four for the return trip. They had had to break the news to patty that her dad was dead and buried, it was not a fun afternoon. They arrived home at 5.15, the Tarts wandering off almost as soon as they had got indoors. Toileted once more, Terry made tea, and they.