Once seated on one of the benches Doreen produced a pack of cigarettes and proceeded to place one in her mouth and light in, she inhaled and exhaled d...eply.Megan had not said a word and only stared at the stunning brunette in the black nightie with the cigarette and then at her own hand where she could see the lipsticked lip marks left by her friend. As she tried to find the words to say something Doreen beat her to it."I guess I should apologize for that but I never expected you to wake up,". I gave her what I had decided was going to be my "coverstory" that I was looking for property to open a small business. This was on a Thursday and I figured to stayhere a few days as well and then move on.I spent all day Friday just driving around and looking at the countryside, and stopping occasionally to just chatwith a farmer whenever I saw one driving down one of the old roads.Saturday I just walked around the downtown, not that that took too long. A big feed and grain combinationhardware. “So you’re not cross?”“Surprised.”“So was I, I hadn’t given it a thought.”I simply raised an eyebrow.“I don’t suppose I ever have, have I. I’ve lived like a nun since Cariad was conceived. It isn’t quite how I expected to spend my declining years, but I’m not getting rid of it, it’ll be loved just the same as the other three.”“A little different, it’ll have a father present this time. And obviously this is why the girls want to meet me.”“Yes, we are very close, we share every thing, so whatever. "We'll wait here to make sure your friend is in."I walk a few metres to the intercom."Trish it's Chris, let me in." Oh hi Chris, what's new with you darling, been having fun," she saysin a mock casual way, "You here to brag about (she lowers her voice)Beryl." Just let me in, I'm in a world of pain and trouble."She apologises, buzzes me in, I wave to the elderly couple they waveback and walk off.I get in the elevator, thank God it's empty. I start crying again.Trish is waiting at the lift doors.