During the week this park was rarely visited by others and I was certain of our privacy. We spread the blanket, kicked off our shoes and curled up wit...h the basket between us. We ate faster than I thought we would, but realised we both weren't hungry for food. After putting the basket in the car I quickly returned to her side. Pulling her to me, we embraced and kissed as though we hadn't seen each other in years. The hunger we both had for each other made up for a week of visual torture, of. When I began to think of him, my eyes teared up and all I could then think of was how I had betrayed him. I was lying there thinking if only Bill knew he could help me fight this sick bastard. My excitement turned to disgust again as I laid there talking to myself. The bad part about all of it was I was answering myself. So I guess this was the first sign of going out of my mind. First, I thought to myself, ‘Can Ballard be right? Am I really nothing but a slut, a woman that lives to just fuck. ‘No. But I wasn’t really expecting him to. He hasn’t sent me a card in years, why would he start now?’ She tried hard to sound breezy, but to be truthful, she’d been disappointed. ‘So you’ve heard nothing from Matt at all then?’ ‘No.’ Did she have to rub it in? ‘Is he still in Singapore?’ Melissa pulled a face. ‘What’s with the twenty questions? I don’t know. How the hell would I know?’ Gemma shrugged. ‘Just wondered whether you’d seen Jason again, that’s all.’ ‘No, just that once.’ But much to. These two days were still the bedrock of the time Jill and I got to spend together. Then on Wednesday mornings, I’d head off to L.A. on the 6 AM early flight, spending Wednesday and Thursday nights in L.A. before heading back just after lunchtime on Friday, getting me back in Miami around nine-thirty on Friday night.While I was in L.A., aside from working, Jill split her time between Callan and Malcolm. Wednesday nights stayed as one of Jill’s ‘Malcolm nights’, but with me now away on Thursday.