'Who is she? Wait let me guess. It's Michelle Grayson's aunt, isn't it?''No Kate it isn't. It's someone you haven't met and seriously it was nothing t...at was planned.'I went on to explain yesterdays events, omitting certain obvious details.'When do I get to meet her then?''This afternoon if you want.''I want.'The rest of the short trip back and the next hour were full of questions about Lucy. Where did we meet, how long ago, how old was she, what did she look like and many other variations on. As autumn drew closer most people her age started moving away and on the last night before she herself was moving only her best friend, Annie, was still there. Annie wouldn’t be moving for another month (she was going to Africa to teach English which in order to obtain a scholarship for college). They hung out together and though they were both sad Annie said, “It’ll just be a year, who knows maybe I’ll apply to your college and you can show me around when I get there”. Cindy doubted that Annie. She was worrying about what she wasgoing to do about it when the axe dropped on his job. It returned tobeing a worry when he mentioned that he still called into the pub everyFriday, but at lunchtime, and met up with the people that werepreviously his colleagues, keeping in touch with their job hunting andin some cases, their new work."You're my housewife now," she told him, "and I don't want you going offto God knows where and doing God knows what behind my back. I want youin full housewife. The warm water running down her shoulders was just what she needed after a long day in college, and tempted as she was to soak in a bit longer, tonight there was no time to waste. John will be here any minute, she thought as she hurried out of the shower, wrapping her wet, dripping hair in the towel. She walked around her bedroom in her lingerie, trying to figure out what she should wear. Damn it, I don’t have enough clothes, and I went shopping just last week, she thought. Just as she changed.