They said that they wanted to finish for lunch, they said they would treat us both to a meal at the local pub nearby.”“Well do you mind if you go ...n your own and I will try and get there around eleven. Where are you going?”“It’s a field and woods near a farm in Little Pickton, one of the guy’s own the farm and he says it’s really discreet. And anyway Richard came round after the call and I couldn’t phone you.”“Why not?” I asked.“Well....”“Well what.” I was guessing what her answer was going to. Two of us anyway. Zo had possession of the Debit Card ... drat her cute hide.“McDonald’s please.”“We’re supposed to go to the basin,” said our driver.“We have to fetch the boat.”“You parked at McDonald’s?”“There were boats at the dock. We didn’t think they’d notice one more.”That got a look.McDonald’s is on the South side. We were in the middle. The Small Boat Basin is on the North West. We weren’t going to be at the Basin at 0800. Nope.And since we were going to be late anyway ... we had. Then she got dressed in a hurry and handed my boyfriend his trenchcoat. Charlie and Uncle Stavy rose, too, changing into her clothes and his trenchcoat as well. Both ladies blew kisses while the guys winked at us.Minutes later, the bedrooms were empty and the cameras were off. I got a very sudden text from Charlie, which read, “Did you like our little show for you guys? By the way, I wasn’t kidding about being fertile. Guess what else. Mom is, too. But she’s coming for your Daddy and his seed,. You’ve heard of us, haven’t you?”“No.”“Well we publish some of the world’s greatest poets, and the way the industry’s going, we can even get you on television reciting your own work. We’re talking a major network here.”“Television?”“And who knows where it will lead—books, movies, you name it.”“Since when did a poet ever make it to the big screen?”“The industry is turning in that direction. You may be the first. Already spoken word television shows are in production. The question I have for you.