(Ok bae) was her response to my voicemail that I had left about thirty minutes prior. This shit wasn’t sitting well with me. I boarded my flight to ...TL from Dallas. I didn’t even sleep on the plane I was busy using the inflight Wi-Fi to do what should have been done eons ago. ‘Hey Babe.’ I said before she could even say hello as she picked up. ‘Hey Man-Man.’ That was my nickname since I was two. The way she said it though, always made me blush. ‘I just touched down babe wanted to let you know.. I kept putting in the cartridges it requested when one of the seamless panels seemed to melt away and then solidify once I installed the requested item. After loading dozens of them, a color laser printer started printing out stacks of already stapled pages.When I started going through all the booklets, forms, and pages, I found that my idea of getting a pilot’s license would be only a push of a button. The instructions said it would be better to do all the testing to have things “official.” It. ”He paused, and went on, “So, do you recognise your son in the car park?”“Yes, damn you! So what?”“You were trying to avoid recognising him. Were you aware that he was hiding that Range Rover in the blind spot?”“I didn’t know it at the time. He knew of the blind spot, as I had mentioned it to him once. He must have remembered it. I presume he must have done something wrong with it, or he wouldn’t need to hide it.”“Mrs Flanders, at this moment I do not have sufficient evidence to charge you with. "Good morning, everybody," she said. Richard held out an arm to her and she went to him for a kiss. Then did the same to Deborah who asked what she wanted for breakfast."Same as Tig, please," she said.Deborah pointed at the worktop. "Help yourself," she said. "What are your plans, my love?" Mum said she'd pick me up about eleven." Oh good. No rush."Richard went off to collect the morning papers. Deborah turned to Annette."Ready to tell me about the party?" she asked.Louise looked questioningly.