She was older than me by a year and a half. My sister Diana. She had been married four times since we grew up and lived our lives. I’m fifty-five no.... We call each other all the time, though we only live twenty miles apart. We talk about the gossip, the best TV shows, just anything a brother and sister would talk about. We tell jokes, dirty and otherwise. Nothing too amazing about our relationship.Her husband had recently passed away. Well, not very recently. Over a year ago. She had begun to. Now. Would you like a cuppa?”Kat:“Carole, Sunday we’re taking Aibhilin out to Padley Gorge. We’ll be having lunch at the station cafe.”“Oh! That sounds lovely!” She hesitated, but went on, “Would you mind if I didn’t come? I’ve been thinking. You know, my parents...” she blinked and swallowed hard, “they were sort of missionaries. If I’m not to follow your way, I thought I’d better explore my parents’ religion.”Kat smiled. “Oh, no, that’s fine! Better than fine. I think you’re quite right. And. You will immediately come over and, in a voice loud enough to be heard by any of the persons in the post office, I will expect you to confirm your request for training from me, using a form of words that will leave no doubt of your position.Should you fail in any of these tasks, then I shall ignore you and simply end the relationship."After closing the message and sending it to Becca Wilson, James set off for hisjourney to Brookdale.Becca Wilson stared at the email from James one last time. At least some of his training had stuck at least. “ P-p-p-please ma’am, my uh. Oh shit, Lady, LADY, yeah. Please, Lady, I didn’t know you were coming. I had no time to prepare. This uh,., this isn’t what it looks like...”SLAP! A firm slap prevented him from further mumbling or manufacturing any more excuses. It was time for the Lady to get to work. “After what I had heard about your recent behavior, I did not WANT you to have any extra time to prepare. In fact, it is now painfully clear to me.