” Erin said firmly.“I don’t want to.” I said.“You don’t?” Erin sounded surprised.“Saying “We need to talk” is never a good sign, E...in.”“What do you mean?”“Well in all of those online stories about cheating spouses, that is how the husband or wife starts off telling their spouse that they want a divorce.” I was hoping to get Erin’s brain to start working.“WHAT?!” Erin’s voice went up a couple of octaves.“I’m just saying.” I shrugged my shoulders.“Paul O’Dell, I should slap you upside the head. We really had a great time.” She told him. “All over tan?” He asked with a twinkle in his eye. Kerry laughed. She liked Eddie, her next door neighbour. He was a sixty year old retired widower and he had a great sense of humour. He was also trustworthy and whenever they went away they would leave the house keys with him to feed the cat and look after things. “Just a couple of white bits!” She teased. “Hmmmm.” He moaned. “You tell your hubby he’s a luck man!” He added. Kerry smiled. She had. It's now that I decide to talk. "Daniel?" I say and he looks at me. "I'm Rick, I'm your cousin. It's great to finally meet you." I say offering a handshake and he just scoffs. "Daniel, baby I'm really sorry, your welcome at my home anytime." Says Jodi and Daniel laughs in pain. "I would rather brush a crocodile's teeth with my penis. Get out!" He says. Jodi tries to argue but he just shouts at us to get out. I help Jodi to her feet and lead her outside. Daniel needs time to get past his anger. Yep – party. Fifty, maybe sixty dressed up, made up and slightly boozed up kids descended on the house. The music got louder, and changed after each track, as the boys hogging the stereo each wanted to play their favourite tune of the moment. The odd ornament got knocked over and broken, the kitchen turned into a sea of empty cans and smuggled bottles, and half empty glasses started to get used as ashtrays. It was all pretty good natured though, and when the neighbours came round to ask for.