“Hi, Jean,” I said, “I’m David, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”“I’ve heard a lot about you,” she replied, “you’re an actor aren’... you?”“Well,” I answered, “sort of, I suppose. So far I’ve made one film and I’m rehearsing a TV drama.”“So you’re away from home during the week?”“Yes, in Manchester, although we’ll be moving up to Windermere for a few weeks in a couple of weeks for location filming.”“It sounds exciting,” she said.“It’s mostly sitting around in a caravan reading,” I replied, “we’re. Slowing, she took notice that the two figures were male and one was carrying a red plastic gasoline container and they were heading for what must be the next available convenience store about 3 miles up the road. As she drew nearer, she slowed down to get a better look; the vibration of her bike's engine had been working its magic on her sensitive female body and she was curious to see what these two guys looked like. When she was within about fifty feet; the young men turned to face her. We couldn't take long hikes because of the cast on her leg, but we managed about an hour of walking every day around the clearing. She was chomping at the bit to get some real exercise, and the cast on her leg was driving her nuts.We talked a lot about her and Jeremy, how he was doing without a dad. From what she told me, he was as well adjusted as a kid could hope to be. Just about anything a dad could provide by way of outdoors activities, she could do, probably better than most men. She said. I saw no-one as I took the elevator to her floor, the keys to her flat burning a hole in my pocket.Corrine was asleep as I let myself in. the flat was in darkness, but I had studied its layout through the telescope.The bedroom was to the right, and, if she had done the same as normal, the bedroom door would be open in case she needed the toilet in the night.I stood outside the bedroom doorway for a few seconds, making sure there was no reaction to my entry into the flat. All was silent. I.