"But....but....I don't think I could bear it if you did anything so rude...." she stuttered, "I think I'd die of embarrassment if you.....if you....."...Her voice trailed off. Henderson's lips set in an uncompromising line. "Very well," he said, "I understand if you consider my alternative too humiliating. I'll ring the police now." Again, the prospect of police attention swept over Sarah and she burst into tears once more. Oh, God, how could she have been so stupid as to have got herself into. I like...” She got a confused look on her face and pretended to hold up a pair of invisible broken glasses. “Tha’s nae fair. Tha’s nae fair ‘T-ALL. There was TIME now. There ... there was all the time I NEEDED. S’ nae fair.” She started sobbing and fading as she repeated the last. “S’ nae fair.”Susan stopped walking when she’d reached a decently conversational distance, applauding the bit and laughing.“That’s great! The last impression I’d expect you’d have in your repertoire is 1950s Burgess. I told her that I couldn't hear what was being said, which was the truth, almost. They had their heads together, but I was able to pick up a few words."Keep an eye on them," she said, before letting me go back to my sandwich.At two-thirty, Tuck wanted me to take him home."See you tonight, Victor," Eric said to me as I helped Tuck to the car. I gave him a thumbs-up."I don't have a say about who my daughters fuck," Tuck said from the back seat. I looked into the rearview mirror, but with the. We rode out the storm at my grandparents' house; snug in the windowless safe room my grandfather had added. The storm was scary as hell even in the safe room, especially after the power went out. Jethro, always a big fraidycat anyway, lay with his head in my lap trembling.We ended up staying at my grandparents' house for four days because the electricity took that long to restore. My ever-prepared grandfather had a twelve-kilowatt diesel generator in his shop that back fed through his circuit.