She had a client come in; it sounded a bit weird but work is work. The client was Daisy who was ‘not the sharpest tool in the shed’ as Amanda desc...ibed and she cared for her Grandpa who was 70, registered blind and a bit ‘bananas’ as Daisy described and had a few odd jobs that needed seeing to. I was happy to accept the job, took a quick shower and threw my small sports shorts on and a tee shirt, it is more comfortable to dress this way when its warm.I pulled up outside the address given, not. The symbols meant nothing to me so I went random pushing away a strange hologram appeared before me , brill a guide to the planet!The hologram was Joanna Lumley, more strange, she spoke about the Dildo fruit brightly coloured cacti like bushes most were edible except the black ones.Divine time to eat here.. leaning over the yellow one looked friendly squeezing it I found out it felt like a rubber balloon what was inside, using my nail file I punctured it, sticky goo oozed from inside, dipping a. “Don’t worry, I’m here. I’m here to help you find out about dad.”“What’s going on?” mom stumbled through my doorway covering herself with a robe, “What is it, Raymond? Did you have a dream? A dream about your father?”Why was everyone talking so loud?Still shaking, but comforted by Susan, I took a couple of deep breaths, then I looked at Susan, who said, “It was a dream about Dad, it sounded like. Go to bed mom, I’ll help Raymond get back to sleep. You have work in the morning.”“Thank you,. She too had become one of those things that can be known but not thought of. He kept her out of his mind when he could. She had no place there anymore. As he was drifting off to sleep, the phone rang. It startled him. He glanced at the clock. Past eleven. Who would be calling at this hour? Nobody he knew. Maybe a friend of William’s, or a telemarketer. He flicked on the light and sat up. Against his better judgement, he picked up the receiver. ‘Hello?’ he feigned greater weariness than he felt..