So ... you know me! Give me a minute free, and I’ll fill it moping about my newly ‘departed for greener pastures’ wife.I was having a hard time ...orking up any animosity towards Lindsey for kicking me to the curb, because I wore heart shaped blinders where she was concerned. That meant, right or wrong, I directed all my animus toward dickhead Blakemore. After all, I rationalized, she was young and naive and easy prey for an experienced seducer like him.It took me a while to figure out that they. ‘I kept comparing him to you and realized that I did want to be exclusive with you. I just made a bad mistake, that of a young girl, scared and unsure of herself.’ ‘You have nothing to be ashamed of. It almost sounds like date rape.’ ‘No.’ Jennifer flatly denied it. ‘I knew deep down what was going on as soon as I got in the car.’ ‘I just wish you had come clean before I heard about it at the party.’ She looked down and her voice was cracking. ‘I shouldn’t have even told them, but we were. He was at the inn, sitting on the bed in Beth’s room and examining her arm. After getting mauled, he reset her bones and wrapped her arm as best as he could. On the way down from the dungeon’s entrance, they met an adventurer and bought healing potions, but couldn’t completely reverse the damage. The flesh on her arm looked molted, and the muscle underneath was out of proper shape. The slightest movement made her wince.“I’m sorry, but I don’t think you’ll be able to draw a bow or lift anything. At least peace was restored to the Donaldson household, I thought.I should say at this point that I have my own business: just a small garage where we do general mechanical work and carry out Ministry of Transport roadworthiness tests. There's me and Chris and Neville who all do a bit of everything, but I do all the paperwork and pay the bills. I started off on my own, but then as business picked up I took on Neville and then Chris. I'm 38 by the way, the same as Rose, Neville is 33, and young.