She looked like she was going to say something but stopped short. Seeing her like this, Ali was feeling guilt, for hurting me. She actually cared, and... seeing her sad like that boiled something deep in my chest. All I could imagine was everything I wanted to do, I wanted to beat Micha into the ground, I wanted to make Sara drink from that thermos and more, I wanted to fight back against my fucked up mom. Something in me snapped in that moment...... I wanted revenge. I put my hands on Ali's. And yet still, he didn't know what choice he had butto put it on. She'd even left him a pair of sports socks and plain whitetrainers in his size, which he assumed he'd told her the night before.What a strange day it was, already."So, you're good to go then," she said, hopping on the spot as he slowlyopened the door, "I thought we'd go for a quick 5k, and then maybe a bitof hill work. How does that sound?"It sounded terrible, "fine," he lied, finding her more than a littleimposing. At the same. "Thank God they had condoms."I smiled and shrugged my shoulders philosophically. "Well, at least now you understand what I meant about 'being in the moment'. Did you have as good a time as Lisa thinks?"Trish smiled. "I think I had a better time than she thinks. Once it stopped hurting, that is."I pulled her into a hug. "Oh, Sweetheart!"Trish held me close and trembled a little bit. "It didn't last long and I won't have to worry about it again. I was a lot more worried about it than I needed to. Dave gave me an inquiring look about where I had been, but I just tapped my nose to indicate that was for him to find out later. Tony hardly noticed Cath and I had returned, even though she was along the end of the row, he must have seen the new dress, but between the rugby and Virginia, he seemed to have enough on his mind. I noticed when Cath sat down James had a good look down the front of her dress. They immediately started talking, whilst everyone else was watching the game. A few minutes.