I pulled it down a couple of times, and somewhere deep within the house I heard the sound of a bell ringing for attention. Dogs began barking, and I h...ard a woman’s voice telling them to be quiet. There was a scampering of paws on a stone floor and the door opened. A large, cheerful-looking lady with greying hair and dark brown eyes beamed at me, accompanied by two lovely black Labradors, tails wagging.“Hello. I’m Suzanne,” she announced, and welcomed me in.We had a chat, and she then took me. “I would like to do ‘Sunrise, Sunset’ for our Championship Curtain Call. If that’s all right with you?”“Don’t you think that’s getting ahead of things, Charles?” Claire responded.“I am sure all four of the remaining pairs are thinking about it. I just wanted to run it by you to see if it’s OK with you. If you want to do something else, or something brand new I just want you to be OK with whatever it is. I love you, you know.”“And I love you too, Charles.”“Charles?” A voice from behind us. Of course, the next thing she did was kiss her great-grandsons on the cheek.“Pastor, maybe you could say something, a prayer, whatever?” I asked.Pastor Russ led us in the Lord’s Prayer, and then gave a prayer for both Grandpa and Jack. I knelt and cut up a small piece of the turf near the headstone, and then opened the cardboard box Jack was inside. I’d never actually seen cremains before, but quickly poured them into the dirt before the breeze wafted them around. I pressed the turf back into. I didn't need to answer him. He got the message loud and clear. My blushes said it all for me.He reached out and touched my nipple through the baggy old jumper. It made me jump. The electricity hit me like getting a shock from a faulty appliance. He smiled at my reaction, and said, "You want it bad, don't you, Chrissie?"What could I say? I knew and he knew we were going to do it again. The old baggy clothes were just a feeble attempt to ward off the inevitable. This time I asked him to come.