Thomas did a lot of his work at home as well as taking care of Maggie and Warren, the winter blahs settling in around them.Once Spring arrived Carmine...was better, but not fully up to snuff. Her interests in sex was nil and she really would have rather just received the kiss goodnight rather then the groping and fondling from her husband. She never instigated romance, nor showed signs of wanting it either.Thomas picked up on those signals and so he too lost interest. The world around them. Eventually, the assigned troops became an extension of the Protestant side of the conflict more by unintended accident rather than by design.The fuel on the fire was the imposition of "Internment" to remove the troublemakers from any opportunity of influencing the outcome in the North. This made the Catholics true "Second-class" citizens in their own land.The PIRA response was the increase in bombing incidents mainly directed at the convenient targets of uniformed men on the street and alleged. The Carters hadn't seemed quite as old-fashioned or suspicious of us as when we'd first met them, and we had found that we actually quite liked them, and wanted them to like us. It was a real shame that at the moment I couldn't say that about the Halls, but maybe they too would thaw as I saw them again. I certainly didn't want Julie to have to make a choice between them or me, but at the moment, I couldn't see myself wanting to have much to do with my future in-laws. Mind you, although I hadn't. "I guess I better go now." Oh, please! Not yet!" Mr. Milton begged."Well, my friend Chrissie is waiting for me in the cab." But just a few more minutes," he said."No, I better --" I'll give you some more money." Well, how much have I made so far, sir?" Over a thousand dollars."Nancy was astounded. "Well, if you wanna give me a bunch more, I suppose I could stay for a while." Done," he replied. "Sit down in that big chair by the door." Okay."Nancy sat down in the chair, deep leather, a big black.