“So that’s the property,” I said when we were back on the ground floor. “What I was hoping for was an oil fired boiler cut into the heating sy...tem so that it can be used if I am ill and can’t stoke the boiler.“No can do,” she replied, “if we add an oil fired boiler we have to disconnect the wood fired one, we can’t do both together. And wood firing is better for underfloor heating. The only thing that might be sensible to add would be an air source heater.”“Oh well, shame but I thought it was. He pulled back and looked into my eyes. He put his lips tomy ear. "Delicious," he whisped, sending shivers down my spine. I knew he wasabout to kiss me but a loud sizzling noise made us both jump."Oh crap," I said running to turn off the stove to keep the water from boilingover even more. I stirred the noodles to make sure they weren't soggy or stucktogether. I sighed and turned back to him. "Darius, you need to stop." Stop what?" he said. "It's not like I can turn off my attraction to you.. ’ Betty staggered back and sat down hard on the bed. ‘I’ll kill both of them.’ ‘Now dear….’ ‘Fuck you! Fuck you and the rest of this one horse, petty little town. I should have followed my instincts and left right after high school but no, I had to hang around waiting for the only decent guy in town to ask me to marry him. That sure worked out great.’ ‘But dear….’ Betty gave her mother a hard look, which shut her up. ‘Go tell everyone there won’t be a wedding today or ever as far as I’m. Just has he started towards me, my dad slid between us, his hands out pushing us apart. He had run over. Mum and Juha’s parents were hot on dad’s heels.“Just what have you started now? You don’t hit people! Apologise!” my mum was ranting at me. It was just like how Sanna had it. I knew I couldn’t win. I had to apologise. Mum made us ‘shake hands and be friends’ and Juha had a just-got-away-with-it smirk as he crushed my offered hand.Then Nan made us dance around the pole. Sanna’s parents played.