"I am, but I'm still avoiding a lot of the additives." Oh, right." She paused. "Three Cooks?" The three of them stared across the road at the little b...kery."How bloated would we be by tonight?" Shawna finally managed."How about Subway?" Marcus finally managed."There's a Subway here?" Hope turned, a light in her eyes. "I love Subway, I've not been there in years." There's one on the other side of the St Enoch centre." Shawna admitted. "I don't mind Subway."By the time they finally reached the. One glass of wine at night turned into numerous glasses throughout the day. Going out for a drink once a week had turned into NOT going out once a week. The drinking had stopped a year ago. That was when Sandra found out Zoe’s father had remarried. The news came without notice. Just a call one afternoon to announce that he had met someone a year ago, they had gotten married in a tiny ceremony a week ago and that he was moving six hours away with his new wife and her daughter. A love story. "Get organised, James. Get your ducks in a row. [An interesting choice of phrase.] You can't just lurch from one unforeseen crisis to the next."It was a sound suggestion. On the way to work I thought about how to implement it. I was very clear that I wanted to sort out the women I had got so far before I thought about capturing any more. It was a crying shame, though. I could see at least two highly fuckable young women in my carriage, but with great restraint I hung around the men and ugly. ’ ‘Or, you can grab a chair and sit next to me, and they can fuck off if they have an issue with the people I have in my room.’ Ariel smiled, that sounded like Otis. She nodded briefly and pulled a chair close to the side of his bed and sat down. She had her hands in her lap, fiddling with the sleeves of the hoodie until he sighed and reached over and grabbed one of her hands and held it. She looked at him for a moment and cocked an eyebrow questioningly. Her inner girl was freaking the fuck.