The evening progressed nicely, and once all the other women had gone home and the place was cleaned up, Mrs. Carrington was left with Jane sitting at ...he kitchen table as Thomas put the last of the dishes into the washer."So Carrie," said Jane, "What do you think we should do with Thomas for the night? Seems a shame to waste him by just sending him off to bed..." Hmm," smiled Mrs. Carrington, "now that you mention it, I suppose I might have a use for him. I'd have to return him early in the. I'm going out with a fucking bang."Steve, I heard about your score, I'm sorry, I know how much you were counting on doing well." Oh yeah, here it comes, my finger begins moving, slowly, so slowly."Look, I want to say I'm sorry for what happened the other day. I didn't know Josh was going to do that to you, I swear. That was mean and uncalled for." Her lips have stopped moving, I wait, I can't push it yet, she's setting me up for the big put down. She's waiting, she wants a response. I shrug.. "Well ... this is what I've been paid for ... to handle things like this, so I might as well stop worrying and see if I can frighten this rabble off before anyone gets hurt." His mount, being a trained cavalry horse, was quite used to this sort of situation and being of a rather excitable nature anyway, it made the decision to 'charge' several moments before his inexperienced rider had even considered the notion of kicking in his heels on his aggressive and overly enthusiastic mount.It was not. ‘So did he send you a birthday card?’ ‘Who?’ ‘You know damn well who.’ Melissa did. She shook her head with a sigh. ‘No. But I wasn’t really expecting him to. He hasn’t sent me a card in years, why would he start now?’ She tried hard to sound breezy, but to be truthful, she’d been disappointed. ‘So you’ve heard nothing from Matt at all then?’ ‘No.’ Did she have to rub it in? ‘Is he still in Singapore?’ Melissa pulled a face. ‘What’s with the twenty questions? I don’t know. How the hell would I.