"He took her in his arms and gently kissed her."Go home now, my pet, and look after your daughter. That's the most important thing at the moment. I ca...'t believe there will be but if there's a crisis and you want my help ring me."She clung to him. She knew he was not really cross with her about the vase but he was concerned about Louise. The tears came."Nobody," she wept. "Nobody has treated me like this ever before. I love you, Sir. I really, really love you." Thank you, my pet. You mean a lot. While she waited, she opened her phone again and called Ken, who was just getting ready to leave for work."Hey, babe," he said. "Safely on the ground?" Yeah," she said. "I just got in a few minutes ago." How was it?" he asked, meaning, of course, the landings, which he knew terrified her."The usual," she said. "Actually, a little worse than usual. It's the first time I've flown without you since I went to Grandpa's funeral five years ago. I missed you holding my hand." I'm sorry I couldn't be. But they had credit cards and from the sums they did, it all seemed affordable at a pinch. The girls didn’t bother packing any underwear. Well, they wouldn’t have done so anyway. It was tempting not to bother bringing any clothes at all, because no one in the brochure pictures ever wore very many of them. But, of course, they needed clothes just to get to the Airport. Which was where they joined other people on the morning of their departure. Sharon was feeling slightly sick from lost sleep. Yes, Amy is the genuine article. What you see is what you get. I estimated Amy to be five-feet five inches tall and close to 200 pounds in weight which was much too heavy for her small frame. Amy's hands and feet were a dead giveaway to her frame size, small dainty hands and tiny feet. I would say that Amy feet were size six at the most judging by the sneakers that she was now wearing in place of the pack boots. Ideally she should weigh no more than 130 lbs. She was also wearing red sweatpants.