’ I hadn’t told Jamie the whole truth of how badly I had treated Andy over the whole Glastonbury incident and had taken care afterwards to ensure ...that they never actually met at University. I didn’t want my husband to know just how hard and manipulative his wife had once been in case he believed me capable of being so again. All Jamie knew was that Andy had once had a serious crush on me and that I had got rid of him the day after Jamie had first seduced me. ‘Just make sure you’re really nice. I am agreeable to paying for your entire education. However, you will need to provide much more than maid and cook services.” A look of concern came over Jenny's face. “What else would you want me to do, Jim?” “I think we need to discuss this proposition of yours over dinner. Jenny, would you like to have dinner with me here tonight?” She hesitated briefly. A smile began to spread on her face. Jenny silently nodded her acceptance of my invitation. “Very well! I need to put the lawn. She glared at him through her teary eyes."This bastard child is your grandchild," she shot back at him, her voice as sharp as a sword. "And it may be the only grandchild you ever have. Do you want our family to die when we die?"Before he could reply, she jumped out of the chair and ran out of the house, slamming the door angrily behind her. She ran into the barn before he could come after her, throwing herself down into a pile of hay. She began weeping again, letting her emotions pour out of. She felt lethargic, enjoying the feel of the sun on her wet skin, and wasn’t motivated to do anything except shift occasionally when her wet swimsuit rode up in back. The afternoon had been spent swimming in the cool water or lying around lazily. Ginny had done a little flying, Hermione had done a little pleasure reading, and they’d eaten sandwiches for lunch.“You’re going to burn.”“I used a charm so I should be okay,” Hermione said as she opened her eyes to find Ginny sitting on the blanket..