Then she spoke the words that would lead them to where Craig hoped with all his heart that they would go.'You are Mr Craig Dwight, yes?' she asked him... He nodded his head, he daren't speak.'I am Mrs Valerie Dwight, yes?'Again he nodded his head.'We'll read these tomorrow, when my head is clear,' she told him, showing him the vows.Then his mother said to him. 'So really, we are already Mr and Mrs Dwight are we not?''Yes mum,' he mumbled, not knowing what was going on.'Come here baby,' she said,. .” He held the cup to my lips, laying the straw into my reach.Good. One of the ten best drinks I’ve ever had in my life.“You’re watching over me...”“I am,” he said. “Most important person in the universe is in this room.”“You are, aren’t you?” I replied. “Kinda groggy. How’s the news being received?”“About what you’d expect,” he said. “Everybody’s concerned. Wanna know if you want visitors.”“Tell ‘em I’m still groggy. If Mom or Mandy or Mister Bill...”“Your mom’s beside herself, baby. So’s. There was an almost instant attraction, if one could believe the testimony of her erect nipples, and...what was that suspicious bulge in the front of his Dockers? The talk was free and easy, and the drinks were free flowing. It seemed that both the guys were quick to ensure her glass was never less than half empty. Joking, laughing, flirting, stolen touches and glances, double entendres filled the evening and time passed too quickly. Her husband did not drink much, just enough to be sociable,. "We?re coming to help you." Come to help have you?" What did you say?" May asked, turning to April."I didn?t say anything." I don?t need help from men." Who said that? Did you hear that?" May said nervously."Yes. It was a faint voice, like it was coming from far away, yet it was clear... like it was very close." Men came to help me before." There! There it is again." May said with a tremor in her voice."They murdered me!"Then there appeared suddenly at the end of the landing the ghostly figure.