After a lazy afternoon, the rest of the family broke the spell, both k**s crashing in telling mum and dad what they had seen, where they had been, wha...t they had done! Molly laughing as she collapsing in her armchair, saying that the k**s had “run her ragged, as we`ve walked miles” and saying that “even Dan was buggered up!” the dog as if to reinforce her statement, after a long drink collapsing into his bed and began snoring. Pan had done the meal, Fred and the old tractor plodded into the. I got up and went down the the kitchen stark naked. Marta was sitting there wearing a summer sleeveless nightshirt with a cup of coffee, like she was thinking of something, or waiting for me. Of course I kissed her and she immediately knew what we had done.“I like her too my son,” she said. “She is not happy here, but she accepts that you need it, and that you are taking her welfare into account. Still, there will be a limit. She mourns her mother and would like to bury her. Catch the bastard. I recognised two of them as her cousins and could see their parents milling around too. I felt a cold anger when I saw the man who had started the saga as he led a weeping woman, whom I presumed was Stephanie's mother, behind the coffin.I stayed in the background, only entering the church after everyone else. As a total atheist I deplore the whole idea of religion but funeral services are the worst. Stephanie was gone, not to somewhere greater, just gone; not because it was a god's wish but. . "How long have you worked for Harry... for Mr. Johnson I mean." A couple of years."Again Lynn waited, and again the muscled seaman didn't elaborate. She looked around the cabin again, and then back at Hans. It seemed to her that he was taking an unusually long time over a gin and tonic. She felt vaguely uneasy in his presence, vaguely threatened by his massive body, and the way his eyes never left her, even though he wasn't saying anything. She searched for some topic of conversation just to.