On the way home she said, "Bobbie, I was shopping at the mall today,looking for some new things for our little weekend getaway and I sawsomething that...made me think of you. I just had to buy it, I'll show youwhen we get home, I think you'll love it."I just smiled back at her as she looked at me in the rear view mirror.When we got in the house my mother said, "Okay, stay there and closeyour eyes."I did what she asked and I heard her walk away. A few seconds later Iheard her come back."Hold your. Joe signalled to Abbey that she should go to help the guests to their seats and then go to the kitchen to bring a tray with drinks that were already prepared.Abbey became so busy that she almost forgot how she was dressed – that is until one of the guests, a man from Germany, commented that Joe had obviously given Abbey some special incentive to persuade her to dress in such a skimpy outfit.Joe laughed, and replied that Abbey knew her place and that she was ready to do whatever he, Joe, or. “Mrs Robson, while Reg is not legally married to any of us, we regard Reg as our husband, and legally changed our names to Robertson, and not just the surname, but with the prefix ‘Mrs’ added. I am legally known as Mrs Frances Robertson, and have a deed poll document to prove it. That is how I am known at the university these days. No-one there batted an eyelid at me having a baby as a consequence.”Mrs Robson’s mouth dropped open with surprise, and Frances continued, “This means that I have. Oh, I’d heard about Mrs. Blaylock, alright. According to the stories, she called for a technician every few months, supposedly to service a balky appliance but actually in need of a little servicing herself. I had thought the wild tales farfetched and privately doubted that Mrs. Blaylock even existed, but here she was, next on my list. I chuckled as I clambered back into the van and the thought occurred to me that no matter what sort of servicing Mrs. Blaylock required, I had the right tool for.