The dreamgirl’s name is Casey. DON’T PRETEND LIKE YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT! As if that girl couldn’t still be imprinted on your...brain. THE GIRL FROM YOUR DREAM YESTERDAY, NIC, IS F**KING REAL. She’s f**king REAL. I was working away, serving a customer and sort of in a zone like you get sometimes. I staple some stuff together to put away and call out ‘Who was next?’ and I look up and do two things. I freeze – My brain locks up for an instant – I register who I’m looking at, taking. She nodded. "That's why there's hot water for a shower ... but I don't know the source of the water. Like as not, it's well water, which means it's pumped into a holding tank. How big that tank is, I have no idea, so until I can find out, best to go easy on the water."I pointed to the door to the walk-in pantry, and had her look inside. "This is the pantry."She nodded. "Lots of stuff, for one person." Lucky, isn't it? Enough for two -- but not fifteen."She blinked and looked around again. There. " Have you talked to your solicitor?" I haven't got one." Would you like me to have a quiet word in confidence with Ian and see what he thinks?" He grinned impishly. "Then you might be free to test the market again. You're a very attractive woman going to waste at the moment."Veronica blushed slightly and looked down at her plate."Don't you make passes at her in front of me," said Samantha sharply her eyes denying her tone of voice."Me? Never." He mouthed a kiss and they both smiled. Veronica. The van belonged to my uncle he bought it so my Grandma could have a holiday as she was not to good at getting around. On the holiday with us was also my aunt both my uncle and my aunt were single my uncle had a few flings with the ladies but never married the same with my aunt she had a few boyfriends but stayed single.My Grandad was also there, the van was a 48 foot 6 berth so plenty of room my grandad and grandma slept in the double bedroom and my aunt slept in the two single berths which.