As I worked on my brother's computer she and I chatted about this and that, more or less making small talk. Somehow we got on the topic of relationshi...s and she told me how her (ex)boyfriend had cheated on her. I told her how stupid anyone would be to cheat on a girl as sexy as she was, and how if she wasn’t my half-brothers stepdaughter I'd be trying to get with her. To my surprise she said, "Technically we're not related so you shouldn’t let that stop you. Besides, I’ve wondered what it would. I have enjoyed spending time with you and I personally don't want it to stop." Ok. Are you up for some swimming after lunch?" That's what I was hoping you would ask."For the next two weeks, we settled into a routine for the day. Chores and relax before lunch. We would then go swimming and lounge around by the creek before dinner and our evening chores. I was enjoying having someone to hang around with.Heather was still treating me like I wasn't good enough to associate with her, but Emily and I. With that he had a drink and pushed off. The track was in the bush, running beside the rail line; the station was just a short distance away. He had to cross at the station because a fence separated the track from the line, a train had just pulled away as he crossed the track and while he paused a woman was walking down the ramp. The station was one that was not populated very much and there was talk about closing it down. This didn't concern him for he didn't use it and certainly didn't know. I sighed to myself at memories of parties I had been to back in Europe, of standing outside in the freezing cold as the clock chimed midnight. I contemplated the vest top and faded pyjama bottoms I was now wearing, remembered that it was 26C and unlikely to snow, and sadly concluded I was a latter day Cinderella.I had been messaging my friend in Ukraine and sharing a little of the excitement at the ball she was attending. She had returned to her room for a sleep before returning to the dance.