She paid for the groceries, then with her newfound treasures she marched back out into the cold.Now she had no other obstacles in her way. She could g... home satisfied that she had accomplished her goal. She could almost taste the cocoa already.A couple of blocks from the store, she noticed a young couple kissing in the front seat of a parked car. She grinned, finding the scene rather amusing. Well, it was really none of her business, and she was getting cold, so she slipped quietly past. ”Flick often weighed public appearances on the balance of risk and reward. If the subject wasn’t too controversial then she encouraged me as a means of profile maintenance.On the night, aside from me, the panel consisted of Moly Prabin, a female journalist from one of the better papers, Reggie Howard, an actor known for his right-wing views, Helen Costain, a film and theatre director with whom I’d worked once and with whom I’d fallen out big time. The host was one of the channel’s big names,. “Very good flight, thanks for asking,” she said sarcastically.He was opening the boot and froze. “Oh, er, good,” he said. No more.She left him to load the car and sat in the passenger seat, waiting while he returned the trolley.He got in and drove. Again there was no conversation, and by now she felt no need to try to make any, so the journey was made without a word passing between them. When they reached the house, she left the car and used her key to open the front door. There was no one at. She knelt and touched the water with her hand. "It's warm." She sat and removed her boots.Tristan looked at her suspiciously "You're suddenly happy and different, what's changed?"She shrugged "This place reminds me of my home where I grew up, that's all."She stood, pulled off her belt, stepped out of her uniform overalls and dived naked into the water. She turned to Tristan, her face wet and smiling. "Come on."He turned round before removing his clothes to prevent her seeing how she had begun.