"Fifty a month, that's more than any of these losers pay you," I said."Go buy your gloves and something to hold and come back with the money," he said...I went home first. The first thing I did after my shower was to find a store in the yellow pages that sold boxing gloves. It took three called before I found one.I drove straight to the store in Abbottsville. "You sell boxing gloves," I asked again. I already knew from their website and phone call that they did."Yes ma'am we do," the clerk. He turned to see Denise regarding him with a smile, then she leaned in and gave him a kiss. ‘Good boy,’ she told him. Stan grinned back. ‘So,’ she said as they put their coats on, ‘Anne on for tonight?’ ‘Yes, provided she’s not working so late she decides not to bother.’ Denise looked at him, carefully. ‘Stan? Are you all right with what Anne’s doing?’ ‘Yes. No. Well, yes, I understand that she’s working a lot, but what I don’t see is why.’ ‘Hmm?’ she asked him as they went out of the front. This park is one that I’ve always known about but only recently discovered that apart from its wildlife of geese, ducks, and swans, it also has another nocturnal visitor….To go around the pond in this park twice equates to 5km or 3 miles roughly, give or take and that’s what I found myself doing one evening. I stumbled across this young guy who turned out to be Arabic, he passed me as I was doing my run and smiled at me, I thought nothing of it, it was just a courteous gesture on his part. Each. His patter changed in inflection only, expressing delight and appreciation. Telling her in its tone and its tenor what she needed to hear. She whuffed at him. Kissed at his neck with big sloppy kisses and began to search his jacket. She knew somehow of the sugar cubes he kept there and it wasn’t long before he was back on his feet and she was eating them from his hand. He led her slowly, on a tortuously circuitous route back to the truck and trailer. Tracing and retracing, leading and.