(read earlier story for details on him) Anyway, the day of my birthday came and it was a great one, I was spoiled rotten off the folks and spent the d...y at school before having a meal out with the fam on the evening. As I got in from school I saw my neighbour John, for those of you who haven't read my first story John was my divorced neighbour, he was 52 years old, grey/black hair, 6ft built with a goatee. He was a handsome older guy who i had been having fun with for the past 4 months since. She was not happy about that.There were times however when she would arrive on a train or 2 ahead of her husband on the evening commute and wait for him in their car at the commuter parking lot where I parked my car also.On one of these occasions as Rose and I were getting off the train in the evening I tried speaking with her and we walked to the parking lot together,as we approached I asked Rose if she wanted to sit in my car with me for a few minutes while she waited for her husband to. .” Susan chuckled, moving her finger past “Birth”, down 5 spaces that all read “Pregnant again! Go back to Pregnant!” She pushed forward down the board, and was surprised there wasn't too much more left- “Feeding” she read. “Nurturing” she read again. “Then a spot that says 'You Winner!'” she read off in a sarcastically excited tone of voice. Polly chuckled. “You ain't 'winner' yet.” Polly said with a smirk.“Well, as best as I can make out...” Polly said. “We need one die...” she began,. She was going to tell him about the money and do it before they left the bar. It would be a mite less painful if he kicked her to the curb in the bar than at the apartment. She could always get a cab home or maybe a ride from Henry.She was sipping a glass of water as Henry locked up the place. Her man came in right at that moment.“Well,” I said. “Ready?”“Uh, yes, but can we talk for a moment?” said Marian.“Uh, sure,” I said, wondering at her tone.“I have a confession to make,” she said..