"She's nice mummy." I said. "Who is she?" She's the wife of an American senator," she had a wistful expression on her face."But then, she was my soul ...ate, my lover, my bed mate, she was my life Tabatha and I loved her with all my heart."I was stunned, this was my mother talking, my strait laced mother, the one who was the rock in my parent's marriage, the dutiful little wife who served the drinks at daddy's cocktail parties, the one who organises the coffee mornings for charity.Mummy had never. "Wow, Jinger." Then I feel both his hands on them. I giggle. He starts squeezing them. "They are looking so good, Peanut. Have you looked at them?" He asked me. I shook my head no even though I have looked at them in the mirror. "Peanut, Look at them in my hands." He says and he started to rub his hands over them. I look down slowly. Then up at his face. He smiles at me. "They are perfect on you." I smile back at him and look down and I see his fingers start to pinch softly. . “This is from me and my missus as thanks for getting my mate’s car going and me home. Happy Christmas and best of luck.”I walked back to the main road. I daren’t go beyond the street lights because no one would see me. I stood there in the increasing rain as the few cars sped past me. I was still there half an hour later when an ancient Austin wheezed to a stop beside me. The passenger door opened.“Going far?” The driver asked. “Exeter if possible, please?” I replied.“Not going that far but I. Lars started the video, and the St. Sextus Academy logo appeared on the screen. It quickly faded to an aerial view of the campus. As the image moved over the Main building towards the sports field, the image faded to the view from the dais. Pomp and Circumstance began playing as the Seniors processed in. Once they were all seated, a voice intoned, "Ladies and gentlemen the graduating class of 2012." Thunderous applause blasted from the speakers, as the seniors, following tradition, began to.