His short brown hair was brushed back and to the side, matching well with his handsome features. He made his way to his room and got dressed. Rather t...an wearing something casual, like most men did at the club, he preferred to dress nicely. A good-looking, grey, casual suit was his choice for tonight, and he made it look damn good. About thirty minutes later, Mark was just pulling into the parking lot of the Chat Noir. He assumed Tiffany was already inside as he didn’t see her in line. Another. "Vickie, what's wrong sweetheart?" Nothing. I have to go." Please, honey, whatever it is, surely we can talk about it." There's nothing to talk about. Now I really have to go. Here's Aunt Andrea," she said handing over the phone."Yes, yes she's fine. Any luck finding a job?" asked Andrea."Nothing yet. I'm beginning to get discouraged." Maybe she could work the street corners," sneered Vickie in a low voice, but not really caring if her mother overheard."What was that? I heard Vickie say. . Odd I thought .. so I watched .... Oh hell.. Pam take a trolley with slippers and high class delicate seamed stockings , or maybe tights ..on slippers start to gather stuff in this huge trolley. My wish and hope mother-in-law going about with cases , not a can or two , cases and having staff help her . I could sense and see what was going on and never had a clue Pam was doing this ... obviously stocking the local food hall for some who need some help. I didn't know if to say hi or to stand. More prevalent though were the birds tweeting and pigeons cooing.Every now and then a squirrel would appear, looking for titbits that visitors and locals alike would feed them. They were quite tame and I had seen one take food from a visitors hand on many occasions. I loved London’s parks. Although I loved the hustle and bustle of the city life it was nice to come here for the relative peace and quiet and enjoy the sunshine.I enjoyed seeing and hearing the children playing and cyclists and.