On their way out they drove through old neighborhood. He insisted on passing by his family’s former home for the last time. The house was being demo...ished, with great care because its materials were loaded with toxic chemicals. Ruthie noticed that the front yard already was dug up and that one of the neighbor’s trees had started to wilt.They returned to Davenport. On their way back they passed an enormous billboard. It was 15 stories high and as long as a football field. The ubiquitous clown. With the garage door now freed I went back to our house and assumed that the joy of the day was over.Just after lunch I went upstairs and glanced out of the bedroom window to see Pat just getting her lawnmower out of the garage. She was wearing the same skirt. And the same slip. However this time I could see nearer two inches at the back and an inch at the front. Pat started mowing and after a couple of strips realised that she was “showing”. So she hiked up skirt and slip and started another. She had given up everything for Desh, she gave up her job at the school to take care of the kids, she had married Desh and in return ended up alienating all of her family and now he wanted her to break the only thread she had left.She had formed many relationships in the community over the years, and she had come to think of the neighborhood as a second home. She could not see herself moving from the area, and if need be she would fight tooth and nail with Desh over this.The two went back and. Your husband is clearly an arse to have cheated on such a beauty.”Vicky smiled, then turned to me.“I’d better explain”, and went on to tell Vicky what our friendship was all about, and how secret it was.She sat and listened to every word, forgetting for a moment her troubles. When I finished, she finally spoke “So let me get this right……you two are basically fuck buddies”“Yep, that’s right” Jen said, “You haven’t got a problem with that have you? ““No, it’s just………the age difference. I suppose.