” Gryffindor handed the locket back. “But you still have not told me how you got here.”“I honestly don’t know. I‘ve been jumping around in...time all this year. Never this far though.” Harry shook his head.“Truly?” Gryffindor sounded sad for a moment and looked at him through the jewelers glass. His eye fell on Harry’s chest on the left side and he let out a great sigh. “Oh, I am truly sorry my boy.”“What? What is it?” Harry unbuttoned his shirt and bit back a cry as he saw the massive red scar. Mum had coached me in how to walk in them advising me to take smallersteps and keep more upright with my shoulders back like I was showing offmy breasts. She coached me in going up and downstairs and told me to becareful standing up after putting my shoes on.But as I stepped out of the front door I stumbled and had to grab hold ofMum to stop myself from falling over. A wave of panic swept over me.Normally I was quite secure on my feet but I felt now like a sudden gustof wind could blow me. Becker’s at her wits end with Paula, stating things need to change or else their relationship is over and done.I told Paula she couldn’t tell anyone what is discussed, she might not like what he hears, and stressed the fact she couldn’t tell anyone especially at work we were even talking about our respective relationships. Since I like him and Becker, and in small ways have learned to trust them both, Art and I agreed to the meeting. The good thing is Art has spoken to Becker several times. Pierre carried a large tray of steaming food and drink, two dishes being covered. He was quite discrete in ignoring Sondra's shoes which had been hastily discarded near the bed and her stockings, one of which lay across the shade of a table lamp while the other lay crumpled at the foot of the bed."Breakfast," he announced."Just leave it. Thank you Pierre."They were momentarily alone again."I'm not sure Pierre approves of me," smiled the now unfaithful housewife."You'll know shortly. If Pierre.