He talked about his daughter, Audrey, and how he thought a divorce would affect her. He talked about them going to marriage counseling and I thought t...hat might be an option for Jackie and me as well.By the time we both walked out of there I felt better than I had since I listened to that phone call. Terry made a lot of sense to me and I was about eighty percent sure I was going to go back home and give my marriage another chance.The next morning I heard my secretary's voice across the intercom. ‘What do you want on your toast? I’ve got butter and raspberry jam. Personally, I like them together, but don’t let me influence your decision.’ She looked over the bread and spreads, and then gave him a perplexed look. ‘Yeah, I know. What the hell am I saying?’ He handed her a slice of toast, prepared the way he liked it. ‘There’s orange juice in the fridge. Oh, wait! Let me get it.’ Yanking the door open, everything inside rattled. Tim poured two glasses, then finished making his toast and. Why is that?”“Hard work and clean living,” I joked.We pulled back into the yard and I carefully logged my stats before shutting the car off. I quickly exited and rounded the car to open the door for Kelly. It was the way Mom had raised me.Kelly stepped out and smoothed her skirt down her shapely legs. She was very cute even though she was obviously trying to dress professionally today. She paused and looked me in the eye. “Paul, I wanted a separate ride so I could apologize for my attitude the. The beds were bare but there was a large polythene bag containing pillows on one and a couple of thick sleeping bags folded neatly on the other, with a hand written note laid on top, ‘Drinks in the fridge, leave bedding in the wardrobe when you go. Enjoy! Ellie.’ The twins must have been planning this for some time and just waiting for an opportunity. ‘Push the beds together,’ she said, pulling the pillows out of their bag. I found that the beds locked together with a hook at each end which.