"Bailey pointed out I'd forgiven her some pretty big things."I think you loved me more than you did her," Bailey said. "I think I might have hurt you ...orse than she did, but I'm here."I told her I was sure at this point in my life that I'd never loved Suzette, and that wasn't the point."What if," Beth said with a thoughtful look, "she and Lexi stay here until they find a place? Would you agree to that?"Incidentally, she's already a part of our life. You can't change that unless you decide you. “Night cap ladies?” He enquired. We joined him in the sprawling lounge. It was strange to see Felicity and Bradley opt for chairs on opposite sides of the sitting area. I sat in the middle. “Those dresses look very much like club wear, did you8 go clubbing?” He asked “Yes, we went to that club on the harbour and danced and drank too much honey.” felicity chipped in. “I bet the guys were like bees around a honey pot?” Bradley said chuckling. “I am so lucky to be surrounded by such rare. ” She noticed ‘that’ look. “I grew up with Abby ... she’s the only sister I’ve got.“Take it slow with the water ... little sips. Abby? Brandy?”I fetched. Daddy keeps a bottle of Richard Hennessy for occasions. I figured this was one. A splash in a snifter. Mrs Morris had an educated nose.“Oh my god...” A sip. “That’s possibly the best brandy I ever tasted.” She ruminated... “Hennessy...” she looked at the bottle. “Richard ... that’s eight thousand a bottle.”I almost dropped it. When I finally. I felt warm inside, like I was back at home, no longer a man on his own, but a boy with his mother. * * *"You really didn't have to get dressed up," I told my mom, holding her hands in mine on the table. I had taken her to a little Italian restaurant in the city, which was only about half-full, as it was past nine o'clock on a Monday night, with only a few days before Christmas. "I've gotta look good for my little boy," she grinned. She had just turned forty a few months ago, but she was still.