We sat having our tea when she said “I’m sorry about before, I’m so used to parading around the house in my underwear” “It’s your house; d...n’t let me mess up your routine when I’m here”“I’ll try not to scare you to much,” she saidIt was the next night when I came home that I saw gran with her horse in the yard so I went to see her. The closer I got the more I wondered what she was doing bending under the horse and she had a bucket of water with her“What are you doing gran?”“Just giving his. " said Tammy, "what shoe size are you?" Seven." I replied "Damn I am a six." She paused for thought. "Hold on, come with me."We went into the spare bedroom where there were a couple of suitcases and boxes. Tammy explained that they contained her mum's clothes, but after packing them away, her dad could not actually bring himself to throw them away. Her mum had been similar to Tammy, just a little heavier and as it turns out a whole shoe size bigger. Tammy went into a couple of boxes before. “We’re all three going to sit down tonight and watch the show,” Vicki told us. “She’s not going out to be seen or anything. She’s just going to hang out with us.”“Isn’t it a little late for Arabella to be up?” I asked. I didn’t add that I thought it was too late for any teenager to be awake. “I don’t want anybody to get into trouble. Won’t your mom be upset?”I heard the snort of derision through the connection.“Mom went out for dinner,” Vicki said. “She won’t come home until tomorrow morning at. The main room had an annexe of a kitchen where Hazel went to prepare the coffee. I could have just stood watching her movement as she reached for cups, a movement that emphasised the curvaceous line from breast to waist."Put some music on," she said."Ah, yes. Music. That reminds me I've got a choice of two concerts tomorrow night if you're free." If you're asking, I'm free. The choices." There's that Cliff Richard at the Hammersmith. Or Chris Barber Jazz." Oh, the jazz. I'm not into all these.