I got to the airport pretty early, it was kind of a pick your poison. Do I leave early and get there pretty early and kill time or do I spend some mor... time at home but then sit in Friday evening traffic hoping I’m not late. I chose the former. Luckily my gate was right next to one of those airport wine bars, so I was able to have a couple of glasses of wine and kill the extra time I had waiting for my flight. I knew I didn’t want to drink too much though, because I was going to be able to get. Now, for a trip over Exmoor to visit an ill parishioner, she'd had to take a car where the electrics were dodgy and had died on the way back. Now, now, she told herself, he's a good man, a loving husband and father of our two children. Even if he seems to have forgotten his husbandly duties recently as he threw himself, wholeheartedly it seemed, into the new parish they'd been sent to.Also niggling had been Colin's insistence on having a vasectomy. Mandy's suspicions as to why he'd done so. Not those really large ones, but just somethingappropriate to carry makeup, a pocket purse for credit cards and cash, andsome feminine hygiene stuff. Mother winked at me because I think she'd putsome other kinds of protection in there just in case.Jack again treated me like a lady, opening the doors and all. I had noidea where he was taking me. All I can remember of the call was he wantedto take me out on a date. I don't think I asked anything more because Iwas in shock that he even called. He. Alan wasn’t very thorough. He left hanks of hair still in place, some short, others long, though by this point most of her head was stubble. All in all, it was a mess. That was probably the point, Angi realised.James stepped up next. He untied the woman from the chair and dragged her by what was left of her hair over to a bench like contraption on the far left of the stage. He forced her over the bench and nudged her legs apart.The woman was close to Angi now. For the first time, her eyes.