Probably, butthere was no way that was happening tonight anyway.As Mike walked down the roadway, his heels clicking against the pavementwith each step... he could hear a car slowly pull up behind him. As itpulled alongside, the side window rolled down, and a voice called outfrom the dark interior. It was Ted. "Elise! Elise, get in.," Tedordered as the two went slowly down the road. Mike, still fuming,snapped back. "Fuck you Ted, you've done enough!" he shouted, as hewalked faster down the. There were eight chalets, four for boys and four for girls and of course a communal toilet for boys and girls located in the middle. A few other buses were in the process of unloading along with a number of cars in the car parks with parents saying goodbye to their c***dren, drivers unloading luggage and attendees welcoming each other, some who knew each other from previous camps. Carl was the only one from my church who,d been the previous year and he,d told me about how the boys and girls got. We had different seat numbers.She was given a seat in the front whereas I was sitting in a 3 seat, last but one row. Even while we got into the bus, we were already drenched. There were hardly 8 passengers when the bus left the station. I was feeling sad that we were not sitting together. As the bus moved towards the outskirts of the city, she walked up to me and asked”May I sit with you?” I nodded my head and she came along with her baggage. She again asked “Can I sit near the window?” I. Inside was a huge bouquet, a dozen red roses, with a bottle of champagne and a simple note, "From your lover", and with directions to cool the champagne for tonight! "SUE!", Becky almost screamed, "ARE YOU HAVING AN AFFAIR?" Of course not silly, these are from Tom", I responded smiling. "This was Tom's way of assuring me that everything I'd done Saturday night was perfect and that our love for each other was strong." Becky couldn't believe that anyone could have a husband that would do this..