Presumably during the days Jerrod slept while I banged around my housing development. In those three days two of the remodels were finished. Our house... were all pre-sold so there were people there to gawk when the contractor handed me the key. I just handed it to the home owner. The ceremony wasn't fancy, but it was something to mark the day.I was happy to be doing it. On Friday I was attending and participating in one of those ceremonies, when my phone rang. The call was from Jerrod."Maxine,. I wiped them away and kissed her again. “I will never leave you again,” I whispered. “I belong here, with you.” Ali smiled, tried to speak but only squeaked. She cleared her throat. “You better not. We need you.” She pulled my hand down to her hips and placed it flat on her skin. “We.” I stilled. She was pregnant?! I laid there stunned, frozen. “How long?” I choked out. “Two months from what the doc says,” she said. “Remember the night of your party? Yeah, I figured that was when it happened.. .." He couldn't even saw "aw shit."Tears of frustration formed again in his eyes and he looked across the road that ran in front of the large white farmhouse at the fields he had acquired just before the stroke. He had been going to do such great things with that last three hundred acres he bought. But now ... He groaned and sat and watched the sun set and felt the chill air on his face and chest. Oh to be a man again, a whole man. He sat and waited to be put to bed..."Jesus Christ, where is. Jane lived, I discovered, in the next village, and over the course of the next few years we met on a number of occasions at different events, as well as returning to buy the odd plant. And then we had to move.I always say that there are four classes of people in England. First are those who own their own houses. They are wooed by credit companies, banks and the like, candidates in elections and that kind of thing, and generally respected. Second, there are those who are buying their own houses,.