’ He rushed. ‘I’ll leave, sorry to have come here.’ Megan sighed deeply. ‘Max, you can stay in the spare room, but only if you have nowhere ...to go and if Jordan is okay with it.’ He felt uncomfortable. He was sitting at the table with Megan, his ex-lover and baby’s mother across from him. The very girl, woman, whose heart he’d shattered, and some weird kid with a bunch of holes in his face. ‘Only for a few weeks. Just ’til I find a job.’ ‘You seriously look like you need a shower. I’ll get some. I’ll drop you off and then give you my number. If you’re interested then give me a ring by lunchtime, so I can get a table arranged. Just take it easy.” She suddenly felt the tension easing. She smiled nervously. They were almost at the school where she worked as a Maths teacher. When they got there he stopped the car. There was a seconds pause, before he leaned over and gently pecked her on the cheek. Lydia felt the warmth of his hand resting on the naked flesh of her thigh, just above her. ” he said.“Hmmm. Well how do you suggest we handle this, doctor?” I asked.“Quite simply, you are going to have to put pride and embarrassment aside. The way his hands are bandaged is going to restrict his ability to perform mundane tasks. He won’t be able to unbutton his pants or clean himself afterwards. I suggest for his pride you get his Dad to help as much as possible.” he suggested.“But my husband works all day and his brothers don’t live at home” I replied.“Its not going to be easy, but. She turned to look at Mel. "Grandpa bought this monster at an auction, and had a friend to look it over and fix a couple of things. It burns propane, and was in a restaurant. That's the reason for the tank outside. We have to fill it once ever' two years. Just had it filled last fall, though. It cooks like a dream and is big enough to do anything you could ever want."Soon the eggs were in the plates, and the gravy was in a bowl, and they were eating like food was going out of style. They.