He was also aware that it was uncertain exactly how much of the ashes and bits of bone that had been scraped together to put in the coffin was actuall...y Elizabeth. As it seemed he was the last person to see her alive he was bombarded by questions. Elizabeth's younger sister Louisa seemed to take a particularly morbid interest in the details of her sibling's death, she even wanted to visit the ruins of Tyllwm Fawr to see where she had died. Her mother kept berating herself for not attending. “No,” he finally managed to say, “no l don’t mean no she isn’t….l mean….Er…Er…l mean no we don’t….”“Don’t what?” Mary laughed, “don’t tell me your not shagging her…oh, wait a minute…you’re not gay are you?”“No l’m not!” He replied, rather too loudly.“Oh thank fuck for that,” she laughed, “so what’s stopping you, you need to be careful if you want to keep her, girls need a good dose of cock to keep them healthy.”David was shocked to hear her talking like this, he was feeling more and more. "And I don't always get permission."So what, I thought. Who really cares about a photo here or there? Then almost shyly she confessed that she had some pictures of me. She took out a little booklet of 4x6 photos and handed it to me. I was embarrassed, ashamed, afraid and God knows what else except that I wasn't angry. The pictures were from the night when Joe was away curling and they showed me in all my hirsute nakedness with Val kissing me, eating me and fingering me. There were also two. " My family?" asked Angilee."Perhaps, the cards do not say what you will lose, only that the loss will be a great one. You must ultimately choose, a gain for a loss. You cannot have both. Opportunities will be placed in your path. Ultimately you must choose one."The woman gathered the cards, Angilee paid her and left, now wondering more than ever what to do. She wanted to call Jeremy like she had never wanted anything in her life, yet she pondered the potential loss. Terry was a good man..