-That only leaves a question: when.Fabio spoke for the first time in a while, “You could stay at the guest room and we could go together tomorrow”... “if that’s fine...” – said Melba. “Honey, if you trust her, she can stay, as long as she put those daggers where I can see them”.-It’s settled then, tomorrow before dawn, but there is no ‘we’, Fabio, all of you are staying.And that was it for the dinner, dished were washed and all of them went to bed. Shortly after midnight a slight noise woke Melba. Bill and Shirley had decided that the wedding should be a small and quiet affair with just the immediate family and close friends. There was one thorny question they had to solve, however, and that was the problem of Bill's mother. It was not so much a question of whether she would attend, but one of should she be invited to attend. In the end they decided that the best thing to do was for Bill to speak to her and see if she wanted an invitation.If she did then it would me made clear to her. I suppose you can wear what you want for that one. The second ceremony, the next day I thought, will be the blessing in the chapel. Because I’m divorced they won’t do the full marriage, Bernardo’s checked, so we’ll have a blessing, which is just as nice really. Is that OK with you Lena?’ I knelt up on the sofa so our faces were level, ‘Does that mean I need two outfits,’ I asked with a smile and a little pout. ‘Yes,’ he said smiling back, ‘it means you need two outfits. I’ve had a word with. We both laugh. Auburn is still forming some of her views on life, but has a solid start.A few weeks after Auburn started working, I noticed she walked home after work. 11 p.m. closing means she is walking on unlit town streets at nearly midnight. I offered her a lift home one night.Auburn mentioned that her boyfriend could come and get her if she called him, but she felt safe, enjoyed the walk in this, her home town, and so forth. No problem.A few weeks later, we were talking again, I paused.