We had a shared interest in travel, although most of my international stays had only been for a night or two. We didn’t consider ourselves religious... although we did share a conservative viewpoint on life. She talked about her family in loving terms and about the pain of not wanting the life they so enjoyed. I told her about my marriage, and the agony of losing my wife so suddenly.The trouble that brought us together seemed so far away, although we did make sure to have our pistols with us all. Like every morning whenever your alarm clock wouldn't wake you up, that single ray falling onto your face would wake you up, and you grunted gently. Stretching as you sat up in your bed and yawned sleepily, but then you remembered that this wasn't just every morning at all."Good morning, handsome," Kim greeted you with a soft smile, looking back at you over her shoulder. She already climbed out of bed, granting you a perfect sight on that incredibly phat ass in just some white leggings.. The floodgates were open now and the words poured out, "I let Robert think that I was going home. It was the only way I could avoid seeing him. Then I didn't want mum to see me like this and anyway I didn't want to miss you. But I wish you'd come sooner."She was shaking, still weeping. I looked anxiously at this scrap. My family had always been robust. Medical emergencies have tended to cuts and the odd broken bone. I had no experience of this sort of thing. Was she having a nervous breakdown?. She didn’t care what happened and sat for long hours paying no attention to the TV. They still slept together, but now it was more out of habit than because their passions needed a route for release. He’d passed his driving test with the addition to a knob that fastened to the steering wheel and rotated freely to let him turn the wheel with one hand. Now he dropped Erica off at school, so he could go to work.He asked her repeatedly what was wrong, but only got “nothing” in return.Erica’s grief.