Rob shrugged and smiled, assuring her that they didn’t see anything, although he didn’t tell her that he had caught their shocked expressions on t...e last few images. Looking at his watch Rob noted that it was now 11.00 so suggested that they go for a drink and some brunch. Sue was not at all keen and desperately wanted to go home but Rob had something else in mind and insisted. It was a short walk to the historic Guy Fawkes Inn on High Petergate. With Sue installed in the bay window seating. We wrapped things up, appropriately enough, on April Fool's Day. I was exhausted. I talked to Sean. He told me I had delegation problems and suggested a Red Sox game. Not having a better idea, I collected everyone that was not nailed down and went to Fenway Park. It was a day game, cold and drizzly, but could have been worse. The Red Sox beat the Tigers, so the small crowd was in a good mood. I cannot say the same about the ballpark food.After the game, I took everyone to an Irish bar. St.. I felt my jaw drop open. How dare he yell at a child like that. I stepped in front of Tilda without realizing it, and put my hands on my hips. ‘That is no way to talk to her, Cien Fraser. You appoligize to that child. All she did was take a bath and I cut her hair to a more respectable length.’ I took a step forward and began shaking my finger at him. ‘She’s just a child and you have no right to yell at her like that. It was my idea, and if you need someone to yell at, you yell at me, Cien. I. She was in charge of wrapping all of the gifts for the Toy Drive this year. She had been given the choice of crafts, cookies, or gift-wrapping. She chose, in her opinion, the least of three evils. She had no patience for crafts. Her sister-in-law’s kitchen was not wheelchair adapted the way her own home was. So she had begrudgingly accepted the wrapping task, wondering just how much work could it be to wrap a few gifts for kids? She yawned, stretched, and lightly banged her head on the table..