Her hair was down and framed her face well. We left our jackets at the front and punched in and got to work. Starting later in the morning meant we ...ere both awake and on our second coffee.The work went well. Putting some music on the store sound system we listened to some blues and jazz while we worked, breaking after a couple of hours, then again a couple hours after that and had lunch. We skipped the third break and finished up early. The entire day every time I looked around I caught. I didn’t give him a chance to speak.I threw down a pair of sweatpants. “Here. Put these on before you come into the house, and DO NOT bring those clothes inside! You can do what you want with them but my suggestion is an unmarked grave in an undisclosed location. Now take a shower, get yourself together, and come to the kitchen. We need to talk.”I’d woken up and wondered how much of last night was a dream until I saw the card on the kitchen counter. Somehow the card gave me strenght and I. So she would be taken away by her father and brought to England, but she obviously wanted to say with her mother . . . what could I do? I had been in this situation myself.In the end I drove home and parked my car in the garage, which luckily for me had an entrance to the house so that I could close the garage door and enter my kitchen without my nosy neighbors seeing me – okay I’m exaggerating that, most of the neighbors keep to themselves, but you never know who’s watching from behind their. “He called me around one o’clock to ask if I was still up for the sun bathe and I said sure thing, ”she said. I was already hard as she continued. “He arrived about two o’clock,” she said. “He was wearing shorts and a tee shirt. I was wearing just a white vest and bikini bottoms.” She continued to tell me that they went into our backyard and took a bottle of wine with them. She said to me, “I sat on one of the sun beds and took my vest off.” “You were topless?” I asked. “Yes baby,” she replied,.