Throughout all of this Annie was right there to keep me company because she was having problems with her boyfriend and was spending more and more time...out of the house even though they were not living together. One particular morning I was awoken by Mindy ripping the covers off of me. “Baby what the hell?” I half yelled sitting up. “I cant believe you are going to stay in bed all fucking morning while I am cleaning your house.” “I worked late last night I am tired.” “You are not the one that. Unless...”She sat on the bed next to me.“Unless?”“This is tricky,” she said.“Try.”“Well, unless not knowing or being scared I might leave is an essential part of it with you.”She held her hand up to stop me saying anything. “Actually I can’t do that,” she said. “When I didn’t know I was hurting you it was alright— I mean, it wasn’t alright but I didn’t know it wasn’t. I couldn’t knowingly do that to you— I mean, twenty pounds is a lot of hurt. I can't do it unless it's okay with you.”She looked. "The newscaster looked his mournful best as he announced that today the burial had been a family concern at the small church of St David in the Field at Ultringham.It was the burial of Sergeant Roy Lile, killed when his jeep was blown up on active service in Iraq, the family are from this area and his wife Pauline has asked that now is her time to be alone, her time to remember and be left to greave in piece, Sergeant Lile had only been married for seven months, at that point a picture flashed. " It wouldn't be the same." I giggled, curling my feet under my butt as I sat on his sofa."No, I suppose not." He agreed, putting the DVD into his player and I held my arms out for him, inviting him to sit close with me."I love you." I sighed as Rodney settled onto the couch, thumbing his remote. "You know that, right?" I do know that." He turned his head, smiling at me. "Was I complaining?" No." I kissed him softly on the lips. "You never complain. Go to the menu." Okay." Rodney nodded,.