As neighbours, the wives could continuetheir friendship, calling on each other for coffee mornings and oftendining together, although Bob rather than ...Carol was the cook in theirhousehold.One year after their nuptials Jenny won the lottery, a rollover prizeof more than a hundred million. It was something the friends haddreamt about, and as they had dreamed, Jenny split it down the middlewith her best friend.Both the husbands had been quite well off before they married, so theywere content with. - When we were talking on the video link you were very active, and now you've been sitting almost silent for thirty minutes. Are you uncomfortable with me? Are you afraid I'll deceive you?- No, I'm comfortable, and I'm not afraid. I'm just a little embarrassed because we don't know each other very well.- Oh, that's the point! Phew, I thought you were going to run away," he said, smiling.I don't know why, but it was at that moment that I felt calm and easy. That smile was different from the one. "Why would that sound familiar. This is the first I've heard that he was dead." Smartass, huh? Would you care to come down to the station to finish this conversation?" I think it _is_ finished. I gather you think I had something to do with this. Well, I didn't. Gerry was already gone when I left work yesterday, and I went straight home and went to bed. I got up and came here. That's it." Well, you had the most to gain from killing him. We know about this mauve database thing. I don't. Pete shrugged. "What he tells you to. Clean house. Raise kids. Fuck. Whatever makes him happy."Jolene frowned. "Sounds a lot like they used to tell us marriage was -- but it ain't."Pete nodded. "It's more like it was a couple of hundred years ago. Without him, you're nothing -- nobody. Look, I could bullshit you, but we're short on time, so I'm gonna go with the bald facts. He will OWN you -- period! You want it -- it comes from him. If he's happy, you're golden -- but if he isn't you're in.