Miriam's office was a medium sized space which overlooked the green of Wanstead Park. There were several leather armchairs grouped around a large oval... coffee table, and Miriam pointed to the chairs."We will be more comfortable sitting there, Des." She thanked Janet, who left, after giving me a slight smile. It occurred to me no one in Miriam's office had any idea who I was, or I what I was here for – although surely my surname would give them a clue?As Miriam walked over to a chair by the table. I’m not one of the most receptive of people but even I could see something was amiss finally I spoke to Gran and suggested we take the car and tour around Scotland for the week nothing planned getting the hotel we stayed at to contact a hotel at our next port of call to arrange accommodation. Gran agreed so on the Friday afternoon once I had finished my lectures we packed the car I drove the first leg of our journey to Edinburgh all went well for a few days Gran was back to normal joking and. There wasn’t even a second of silence, the second she reached my door she immediately knocked, turning the handle, unsuccessfully trying to enter my room. I didn’t say a work I just sat up and looked at the door, my heart began to feel as if it was sinking down into my stomach. I was expecting her to say open the door, or something, ask how I was? Ask to talk, I don’t know, all I know is she did none of those. Instead she merely asked if I needed anything. I told her I just wanted to be left. It was not this so much as her expressions that humiliated him so. Soon Jean returned and said, "Agatha, the saleswoman has agreed to sort us out and is just arranging a private fitting room for us to try the things out!" then looking straight through John she added, "she is curious to see if she has something special for one of our group!"Instantly John knew that the someone was going to be him. Agatha now approached and guided the four of them through to a large stock room come fitting.