We finished the game, shook hands all round with each exec insisting on also kissing Nicola, and then drove back into the cart shed. We looked at each...other. ‘Have to run, I guess,’ she said. ‘Its drinks and your opening speech, so I want to get myself dressed up.’ ‘Heck, it’s just me,’ I replied. She held my eyes. ‘I know. That’s why.’ ‘Look, were going to have to talk. There’s something I want to tell you.’ She looked at me. ‘I’m so relieved you said that,’ she whispered, and walked away. . Truth be told, I may have nodded off and it's just possible I dreamt everything because I have been having some rather wild and vivid dreams lately. Now, I had no idea what advice to give to such a cringe-inducing, deranged saddo so I decided to seek help by bill posting the letter to every lamppost and bus shelter within a five-mile radius of my home. Then all I had to do was sit back and wait for any suggestions to arrive. Lo and behold, seven days later, my letterbox rattled and I received. ”“What if we omitted her as one of the original trustees and then added her later? The trustees could still hire her as the administrator.”“That will work, but I need to tell Dennis to adjust the trust documents accordingly.”As Deke left the room Julian turned to Maria, and said, “Maria, please make yourself comfortable for a little while. I’ll get my secretary to get you something to drink.”“Thanks, but would it help if I got the phone while you worked on the will?”“Yes, it would. What do you. A privacy screen in one corner, opposite that there was a window that allowed the light from the spectacular sunset come in making the room appear even more lovely. The view didn’t disappoint either, it was spectacular, could see theharbour, as well as down the coast. He could stand there and watch the waves break against the shore for hours, but there was no time for that now. He glanced at the privacy curtain, he could hear Kit dressing herself, with the help of a hired handmaiden, behind it..