He had broken up with his girlfriend last week after they had been dating for almost a year. Timothy couldn’t really articulate why things with Ren...e didn’t work out; there was no 3rd party involved. All he could surmise was that their relationship had simply run its course.Just like with every romantic relationship he had ever been in.Timothy was still searching for that elusive “someone”. Timothy was muttering at himself when he entered his rental townhouse. His roommate Gary was strewn. OK, I can understand panic, but this was going to ridiculous extremes. The only way to find the injured person was for everybody else to rendezvous so that we could know who was hurt. That took almost 30 minutes; meanwhile, the crying and blubbering went on over the common channel. Finally, everybody was together, so that all of the RDFs were collected in one place except the odd one off somewhere else that had to be the injured person.I sent Anfon with two grunts to track down the injured. Neither of us had eaten that lunchtime so as Tuesday is market day in Salisbury Emma walked over to the market and bought sausage rolls and Cokes, whilst I took the heavier boxes back to the car. It was still very mild and sunny so we sat on a wall by the car park and ate our snacks and talked. Emma seemed really content, she was thrilled with her new job and to my relief seemed to have dropped the gang of no-hopers that she had been hanging out with and was spending more time with a couple of. Eventually her hair was neatly combed and her teeth were properly brushed. Abby sat still as I manipulated her body so that I could finish correcting what time, dirt and debris had soiled.As I worked to clean her, the clear water had run off of her abused body in rivers. When it was time to do her feet and toes, I gently moved her to a sitting position against the back wall of the shower and letting the hot water soak some of the grime and dirt off. Once her feet showed no signs of the filth.