Luther was obviously paying for a top-line cameraman as he managed to get in for close-ups and extreme close-ups without upsetting the mood or the nat...ral rhythm and spontaneity of Jill and Malcolm’s coupling.Again I felt a sense of shame at how much I enjoyed those close-ups. When I’d watched them from the bedside or the various security feeds Luther had allowed, I’d seen the closeness and action between them, but never before in this level of 4K Digital close-up detail. There were extreme. Sara and Rachel emerged into the waiting area, both smiling andlaughing. Tommi was immediately curious, and a little suspicious, ofwhat they found amusing.Sara noticed the expression on Tommi's face. "Don't worry," she said,still smiling. "We weren't talking about you."Rachel took Sara's hand. "It was very nice to meet you," she saidwarmly. "I hope you'll come by from time to time with Tommi. And I'mglad Tommi has someone else to help look after her. We've found outthat she sometimes. Hazel and I cleared the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen. Hazel then turned toward me and placed her hand aside my face as she drew me closer and kissed my cheek, then said "Thank you for your help." I felt a little embarrassed but passed it.I then headed off to help Kim pack for her trip. I found her dashing around the room almost in a panic, tossing clothes everywhere. It was not until she heard me laughing that she stopped running around and she too started to giggle at herself. I walked up. You were still a baby when we left Shirley and moved to Dorridge. Wartime, the wood was far larger. My best friend was Steve, Steve Potts. You wouldn’t know him, we drifted apart many years ago.”Steve, dear chum. Why didn’t we stay in touch?My eyes misted over. “I went to his funeral last November ... up in Nottingham.”Tom glared at me once more.“Sorry, son. I’m rambling.”“That day, Steve and I were in Bill’s Wood. We frequented a pond, it wasn’t very large, but big enough to swim five strokes.