Zev joined me, this time, and I wondered if they'd drawn straws for who would come find me; nevertheless I was grateful for his company.He didn't ask,...didn't push, just sat quietly beside me and let me think."Zev?" Yes, my dove?" Am I being too hard on him?" I couldn't say his name, but I knew Zev would understand who I meant."No, Bellissima. He made a mistake, a grave one, and it is entirely up to you to decide how to respond. There is no such thing as a 'standard' amount of harshness in. Suddenly the power politics of Washington had lost their appeal. All he wanted to do was to spend the remainder of his time with his family.William had known that Mark would do that. Nodding his head, he said, "We need to work out a strategy to get Dan Colson to take over your seat." Dan Colson?" Mark asked surprised at William's choice. The man was the last one he would have chosen to take over his seat."Yes," William answered."My position is a lot more conservative than his. There are a lot. On my way back from the toilet I heard them. Emmas door wasnt closed properly and I watched. You both kept the same secret from each other. Mums known about us for a long time, she has this annoying habit of finding us in bed together. Emma laughed nervously. From now on we should be more open with each other. Their father said. All right. I have a confession. Your son touched my backside this morning and I enjoyed it. Said Maureen. Emma says you enjoyed my finger tips going between your bum. The numbers 7:05 are burning into my brain in the familiar annoying red colour, taunting me to get up and get ready for another day. I sigh and rub my eyes. Not wanting to give into the daily struggle just yet, I roll to my side. I bump my naked body into yours and look at you, lying on your stomach, still lost in the world of sweet colourful dreams. The white sheet draped over the smooth curve of your bum. The early morning sunlight is struggling its way through the blinds, but there is enough.