I was an emotional wreck that evening and my dear husband could not comfort me at all. Next day I was in a happy mood again and I kept my secret until...we took the baby Becky home from the hospital. I thought my husband would not rush to Amy's house after the birth of our second child so he wouldn't be sent to prison. So I told my husband I needed an important conversation with him."John, I need to ask for one important thing from you."He responded involuntarily, "My Kitchen Fairy!"I carried on,. Which was fine. It wasn’t like I didn’t have any mates of my own. And that’s what I’m here to tell you about. Now I know you can go down to any wizarding pub and hear story after story about everything what was happening at Hogwarts in the years leading-up to the dawning of the Wizards New Age (and like I said, you might even hear my name bandied about on occasion), however, this is not a tale to be told over a bottle of Fire Whiskey, while sitting at the bar of the Leaky Cauldron. . I had a million questions I needed to have answered and hoped that our marriage was not a thing of the past. I decided not to return to work and went home early. While driving home, I called Lucy at work and told her to come home after work as we had something serious to discuss. As expected no one was home. I took a long hot shower and a much-needed nap. At 6 pm I was awakened by Lucy coming home. I took a quick shower to wake myself up and went to the family room. Lucy appeared to be a. He figured he should probably pack up and head back to the inn. It was after four. He first decided to stop at a small ocean-side bar for that beer he'd been missing. The place was crowded but it wasn't unpleasant. There wasn't the air of churlishness that Bryant had come to associate with the bars in Chicago.There was laughter but it wasn't grating. There was the typical preening from the young males toward the young females but it seemed harmless enough. It didn't appear that anyone in the.