The morning bell rang and there was no John. All through the morning after each class I was waiting for John, I never saw him. Lunchtime came and I wa...lked alone into the lunchroom. I was feeling a little down and only became sadder as I walked into the lunchroom. Now when I would walk into the lunchroom with John everyone would stop eating, sometimes they would cheer or the whole lunchroom would go silent. Today no one even looked up from his or her table as I entered. I walked over to Kim,. A couple of months after moving and when they had settled into their new home they left it to me and my wife Jean to clear the house and put it on the market. All of the furniture, bed linen and kitchen utensils went to a charity that worked with the homeless and most other items went to a local second hand shop, we couldn't be bothered with all the hassle of using eBay. Having cleared the house the only thing left to tackle was Reg's workshop at the end of the garden. Reg was a bit of a. ”“I know you’re here again, Jo. Are you having fun?”“Hmm hmmmmm,” she nodded excitedly.“Are you just going to set this up as your corner for the night?” I asked her.“Hmm hmm,” she shrugged. In a later three second break after swallowing one mouthful and waiting for the next John to step forward, she told me that she actually missed the fun of climbing into cars and being whisked away by total strangers. I nodded in understanding. I then walked over to the policeman directing traffic and. Peggy and Mathilda woke up a couple of hours later. They cleaned up, had a quick breakfast and got dressed. They headed to the market to buy food and wine for the party. They brought their purchases back to the apartment but went out again to have lunch at a sidewalk café so that they could people watch while they ate. One man in particular caught Peggy’s eye. He was a tall, well built, very handsome black man who was jogging down the street. He reminded Peggy of Darrel, a consultant for Total.