” “Ok Carron, Amanda said you had some jobs for me today.” “Yes, since Bill ran off with that bitch, I have found it hard to do certain t...ings. The sink in the utility room is blocked and can you please cut the rear lawn for me as when Amanda's here next week we are having a BBQ.” “Ok Mrs S.....Carron, I'll get straight to it.” I got a large bucket from the shed and in a few moments had the sink cleared and flushed out. Now for the lawn, it was a fair size lawn for the area as. ’ Harcourt informed me. He was correct I could see two police cars, but I was more worried about the two unsavoury looking characters standing on the pavement opposite the entrance of my block of flats. ‘Across the road somewhere there should be a Range Rover and an Audi. In the Range rover is a man called John Carpenter, he’s been charged with your security. You have no need to worry he’s a good man, very experienced in this kind of thing.’ ‘What about the two gorillas?’ ‘Oh, they are working. There was no reason, but human idiocy, to move to hate. Some strange desire to find fault not our own, and, in time, making it our own. No — I would not hate Linda, the Bitch Barrow. I would move to indifference. It was over and hate would only hurt me more than her now. ‘Carl,’ I said with drunken truth, ‘I love you buddy.’ We clinked glasses and for some reason they didn’t break. We definitely hit them hard enough. I drained my glass and ordered water. It was time for a little detox. . . maybe she’s not done much fucking recently, but her instincts are right-on, which is all that matters. So, honey, you wanna come down and grab some peachy blonde ass, otherwise known as your “confirmation review”? Hmmm? Yeah? Oh, OK, I guess if you really need to finish that off ... no, no, it’s fine, hon, I’ll keep Julie busy till you can get down here and join us ... but don’t take too long, you’ll miss too much fun ... and those advertising proofs don’t absolutely have to be checked.