No, she would play army men withIan and Vic, and then Vic made sure they played house.Thinking of playing house made her smile. That was for Vic alway... madesure he was her wife. No, that she was the wife. God damn thosememories from Liam. They were so real and fit so well into her life.Thinking of those alternative memories, she knew she had to make sureno one knew about them. They would dismiss them and think she wascrazy. She was not, they were real. Every ounce of her essencescreamed in. Indeed there is a wait, as I notice as I walk to the bar, all the tables are full. The bar has a few people at it, and I find a bar stool towards the end. I sit, and take off my blue blazer and set it on the stool next too me. Bartender comes up, places a napkin in front of me and asks what I'd want. "I'll have a double Jameson on the rocks."The bar has a long mirror behind and I can see pretty much the entire room. As I take a sip of my drink, I look through the mirror and people watch. Alan had been offered the use of a one bedroom cottage on Cowes, an island about 100 kilometres south of Melbourne." One bedroom!" Jill exclaimed "you must have been very good friends?" It was an incredible holiday and yes, we were very good friends, but not the way you are suggesting. Alan and Jane and their two children had the bedroom, while Chloe and I had the night and day in the lounge area with our baby. Even though Chloe was breastfeeding at the time, there were never any hassles and we. "Let's talk about that later. If I get to thinking about fucking dad too much, I'll want to go home and try it. Then, if it doesn't work out, you and I will be in all kinds of trouble. And I just can't ever stop screwing you, Eddie. We'd have to run away, hit the road or something."He caressed her smooth back and rubbed his belly gently across hers. "Okay; we won't worry about that now. We've still got a party with Uncle Brad tonight after dinner."She kissed him, running her tongue quickly into.