We’d played until the wee hours the night before and I was feeling it.Having screwed me into submission, Jennifer wanted to talk about the coalition...idea. “How does that kind of thing work? Where do I start? Who would be willing to help? Where would I find money to make it happen? Do you think anyone would care about something I was doing?”She hammered me with her doubts, so I challenged her with her sympathetic heart and organized mind. “My baby ... You are not only beautiful and smart, but. " That is exactly what we were going to say." "Mother, who exactly am I going to marry for the good of Creagachtír?" Your father cuts in, "Well, son, we were actually going to ask you about your opinion. We know you're more politically savvy than either of us, so we wished for your input. Also, John, it is your life and your future bride."You are honored that the King and Queen would allow you to make some of the decisions about your marriage. Before you make up your mind, you try your best to. It was addressed to me. Ithought that you bought it for me." Mom strikes again!" Taylor laughed as she bounced Mila on her hip."I can take it off if it's not appropriate," Gerry said sincerely."No," Stevie smiled. "Keep it on. I like it. It's pretty and it lookspretty on you."Gerry smiled at the compliment. "I didn't have time to start dinner.We'll be running a little late."Stevie petted his hair, still fascinated by its beauty and softness."Don't worry, baby. We'll call for something." No we. She got a bit worried then, we were heading east from Kings Cross, my place was zoned for redevelopment, three storeys, a warehouse really, studio possibly, certainly not a residential area but it was ideal for what I needed.The ground floor was empty, echoingly empty as I undid the lock and chain on the roller shutter door opened it and drove in, she made her run for it, except the van's side door was locked and she really needed her case.She stared at me with a look of resignation, "Bastard!".