It was time to resume my role as a sweet, soft-spoken, humble preacher's wife."She told you?" I asked. I was disturbed that our seventeen-year old dau...hter would share such news with her father rather than waiting for her mother to come home."Yes, she was vomiting. I told her I was going to take her to see the doctor. She blurted out that she was pregnant and she couldn't go the doctor in Arapaho." We only had two doctors in town – and we knew both of them personally."When was this?" Two days. ” She was still holding on to my arm, slightly unsure of them. We sat down on the couch beside each other when Steven motioned for us to sit. “So, how’ve you two been?” I asked Steven, as I held my pet close to me, almost protectively, to reassure her not to worry. “We’ve been good, Just been lazing about.” We sat talking for a while, Jane started to become quite friendly with them both. While Jane and Sally where talking, Steven took me through to the kitchen so we could talk. “She seems very. “You know what sort of shit used to go down here?”“No. Should I?”Blakely signed under his breath. “Fuckin newibes.”“Go, fuck yourself. I was transferred from another city… coz you guys were so useless, remember?”“Understaffed and underfunded. Not useless.”Anderson gazed at the smoking grand facade of this once proud house. A sad end for such an impressive building. She stood still for a moment and wondered what 141 Western Approaches had seen down the years. Better times than this no. As they approach his room, he tells her to grab the key from his back pocket. Standing in front of him, she presses her body to his, reaches around and takes the key. She lets her arms stay locked around him for a second before turning to the door that would lock them away from the real world.Once inside, she stands next to the door, closing it behind them as he unloads his hands of the champagne onto the little table next to the bed. He turns and makes his way towards her, grabbing her body.