We had plenty of room and perhaps Harry could move right back into the guest house where he use to live. We talked for a long while and told him I’d...speak to my wife. Molly felt relieved and excited that she was finally going to have some help taking care of our horses and the farm. Harry moved in the following week. I can’t tell you how hard Harry worked on getting things fixed around the place. Molly even took him up on his offers of driving her into town to go shopping once a week. Harry. 30, Claire would see him off from the front door, dressed in either a red or a pale blue towelling dressing gown often obviously with nothing underneath, but sometimes, especially in the winter, with brushed cotton pyjamas underneath. Once he went, I figure she went and got a shower, because about 7.45, the curtains at one of the bedroom windows would open and she would appear with a towel round her (I could only see the upper half remember) and would proceed to dry her hair and apply her make. Jake wasn't sure what had suddenly come over Helen of late, but he certainly wasn't complaining. Their relationship had seemed to be spiraling down the toilet for the past three months, ever since Jenny Johansen had made her attempt on Helen's life. Though Johansen had not been seen or heard from since (the private investigator Jake had hired to keep tabs on her reported she had lost her job and was currently living in a welfare apartment near downtown), Helen's paranoia had never gone away.. In between, my son had come two times.That was a Sunday. My son was supposed to come that day. But, instead of him, his phone had come saying that he was not coming as there was an inspection of higher officials in the office.That day I was feeling a bit lazy, so after the breakfast I came to my room and lied down. At about 10:30 am, my daughter-in-law brought me tea asked, “What happened Mamayya! Are you not well or what?”I looked at her. She was wearing an ordinary cotton saree which clung to.