"He had a thick Irish brogue, but I had no trouble understanding him. He wasn't very tall, perhaps five-eight, with a portly shape for a man likely in...his late forties or early fifties. He had a weathered face and long sideburns in the same salt-and-pepper grey as the unruly mop of hair on his head. An unlit pipe hung from the corner of his mouth. His smile was kindly and relaxed."I admire yer da," he said conversationally. "He's a clever man, he is." He told me you are his best writer. Thinks. ”“Anything bugging you?” I asked.“Seriously? You’re leaving. What do you THINK is bothering me?”“I’m sorry, Blue. It’s not because of you. You’ll be able to come visit and we’ve got Skype calls and I’ll try to visit when I can. I just ... Well, you were here through it. I want to give you guys a chance to shake it off.”“I know. It’s just not gonna be the same,” she sighed.“Things change, Lilly,” I said sadly. “Why don’t you give Donald a call and talk about it some. I have to talk to him this. The way he was now treatedwhen he was being Katie was so so different and so so nice.It seems Tricia had tipped Caroline off that they had been talking thismorning and that they should leave him alone until she returned from workto see what he had to say to them all together. Kevin sat in his roomtrying to work out what he was going to say and how to say sorry for hisbehaviour. When Tricia arrived home it was heels off, cup of tea orderedfrom the catering assistant who was in the kitchen with. Miller changedthe order of my exams. They would do the interview first and if onlynecessary have me fill out the questionnaire.The whole process would take under two hours. The discussion ended with"relax, be honest and be yourself". He then added "if your mind isanywhere near how you present yourself as a woman you will you will haveno problems". I thanked him for the vote of confidence and gave him apeck on the cheek.Dr. Miller then escorted me to one of the exam room. He introduced me toDr..