I wish I had my purse. There's a pen and notebook in it specifically for such notes. Instead, I simply remembered it. I read it to myself a few times....There was nothing more I could do, so I threw away the notes. I got all the hand-cuffs in reach and then considered the situation. What if she was a psycho? She has already proven she's capable of deceit, and she has hurt me on purpose, because she wanted to. But then, what would happen if I didn't do this? She was going to get what she wanted. ‘Different direction,’ he said. She looked at him with a trace of sadness. ‘From when it was bad,’ she whispered. He nodded, and she embraced him. ‘What can I ever do to make up for that, Chahlie? I’m so sorry. I had to do what I did. I just had to.’ So much he wanted to say, to ask her, to tell her. But he found he could let it go. That time was past, and it was clear there was much she didn’t remember. Why stir up all that hurt? It was better now. ‘You already have, my heart.’ She smiled. "You don't blame us do you?" Bernie's voice took on a hurt tone. "And besides, "Its not the first time tonight, you've been practically naked, is it?" he smirked. "Ian has seen you and done much more than just look." This made Jackie blush again and look at the floor. Bernie looked at her, "oh don't be shy Jackie and don't feel bad about fucking Ian" He put his arms out to her, enticing her towards him, "come here" he said "and give old Uncle Bernie a hug. Jackie just slipped into his arms.. Kay, would you help me with the glasses please?"We left the great room going to the kitchen. "Kay, your father showed up here not long after you left for work this evening. He wanted to go to your restaurant and bring you home right then. I wouldn't tell him where the restaurant was and convinced him to have dinner with me and talk instead." You've already been talking with him?" Yes, I've been trying to let him get to know me some. He was going to stay in a hotel tonight but I've got him in.