I was numb looking at the text. I sat there for a while. I don’t even know for how long. I came back to my senses when a waiter interrupted me. I lo...ked at my watch. The time was 12:30 PM.I still had around 8 hours, I thought. Why am I counting the hours left? Do I really want to take my wife to Reddy? Was I that desperate? I didn’t know what to do. I strolled out of the coffeehouse and sat in my car. I sat there for a few hours but still I couldn’t clear my mind if I should do. Ever since my wife left us ten years ago, it was just him and me. I felt I need to have a lot of bonding time with him. He's almost seventeen now but I like the time we spend together and I would like to think he like it too. But on that day I was pulled over by a cop."License & registration please." He asked looking me up and down than reading my name from my license. "Robert, do you know how fast you were going?" Yes officer, I'm sorry, I'll slow down." I said trying to get out of the. I don’t know what TV show that might have been on, but I have very clear images of it.’ I laughed. ‘We do have stairwells here, you know.’ ‘Oh, I’m quite aware, and if you play your cards right, my intrigue about how certain sounds carry in there might be satisfied. That’s a good word. I’m intrigued about moving from fiction to reality. I want you to crawl inside my mind, make my imagination run wild, and consummate it. I want fun. How that plays out, I don’t know yet. New things. Let fantasies. The front door was opened by a young girl, which turned out to be his daughter. She was tall, dark-haired and had stunning blue eyes. She introduced herself as Fliss, short for Felicity, who took our coats and told us to go through to the garden. She struck me as being a very pleasant, well- mannered girl, and I was given no inkling of the little minx she really could be.Paul, and another guy I later found out was his brother, were already kicking off the barbeque, putting steaks and coated.