This time he spoke louder. "Now look my sister flew out to see me. I am not going to just up and ditch her. That's family. And another thing you must ...ot seem to realize I have been waiting all day to come over and beat that pussy out the frame. It doesn't matter if I am not your man. We had terms to this thing and I expect you to live up to them. You disobey an-" I cut him off."And what? You don't own me," I said."Do it and I promise you are going to find out." That was all he said as he hung. I only met Jake again for five minutes before he’d given me his cool iPhone, properly showed me how to use a couple of great apps on it and trusted me with it all day. When we were kids and you left us in the copy shop, he used to be great. He always gave us loads of things to do and took an interest in us and what we were doing, set us puzzles or exercises and checked over what we produced. Dad doesn’t even want us around, he just dumps us with Cheryl and the baby most of the time.”“Yeah,. . yes ... I do need to come over. There IS something we need to talk about. Give me a few moments to get ready and I will be over shortly ... say about 10.30am. Is that OK with you?”Danny said it would be OK but he couldn’t help noticing how flat Peter’s mood had become. He knew it couldn’t be anything too serious. He would have heard about it, surely! Maybe Peter and Becky were having problems after all. Were they splitting up? Could Becky be pregnant? Did Peter have some terminal illness that. I knew that Mama must have felt pretty confident if she was prepared to commit the kind of money that twenty thousand oat contracts would mean. When Dad didn't even bat an eye, or make any attempt to talk her out of making the trade, I decided that their conviction was good enough for me too."I'm going to change my mind now, Mama. I think I'll do what you suggested before. I feel a little better about things now, Thank you." You're welcome, dear. My father used to love to discuss his market.