There had been so much stress, drama, and emotional turmoil of late in her life to last a lifetime, she didn’t just want his touch, and she felt tha...t she needed it. His touch always fixed her when she felt that the world had broken her. Abby paced in her yard, trying to convince herself to go into the house and call him, the same routine she had done for many nights in a row now, but couldn’t muster the courage to pick up the phone and dial his number. She took a deep breath and sat back down. I tried to stutter some lame excuse for us both being pissed and Jen’s behaviour the previous night, but to my surprise he was genial in the extreme. He turned and whispered something to the barmaid and she immediately returned the change for our drinks back into the till, then gave me back my own ten pound note instead. She then also turned to the optics, dispensed two whiskey ‘chasers,’ smiled and placed them next to the lager beers she had put in front of us.“All on the housel” the Manager. ??Shall we camp by that dear little stream running down to the beach?? enquired Anne.?No? replied Julian, ?there are cows in the far corner of that field and some of the others have sheep in them, so the farmer who owns them is unlikely to want us camping there, especially as we have Timmy with us.? There appears to be open scrubland above the cliffs so we could probably find a sheltered hollow to set up the tents in, out of sight of everyone.They were up early the next morning, it was a. Shirley had also been carrying a full load of groceries when she had come in, but she had quickly sidestepped the little girl to dump the bags in the kitchen.“Yes, I know. It’s your mother’s bridal shower.”Holly looked up at him curiously, her head tilted to the side. “That’s what Mommy said, it was a shower. Why isn’t it called a party? Do we have to give her a bath?”Frank began to laugh but stopped, his mouth open as he looked down at Holly. He really had no idea why it was called a shower!.