Twisting around to see the boy through the open door, Ed said, “Come on in. I just got off the phone with your mother and she said that it was okay ...for you to come to the airport with us.”Little John climbed over the seat to sit in the back row with his little brother as John climbed into to sit between Kelly and Beth. Beth grabbed his hand and said, “You ran all the way here to say goodbye to me. That’s so sweet.”Hardly able to respond, John said, “I had to ... say ... goodbye.”Kelly closed. Because I have armpit fetish and he had the best armpit ever. Not too much hairy neither clean shaven just perfect. He caught me staring at his armpits and gave me a little smile. I was now excited. He asked for a drink and raised his hand and placed it on either side of the headrest of the couch. I’m sure it was deliberate. His armpits were inches away from my face. While I was busy going haywire over his armpits, he pulled out his phone and asked me to pose for him. We clicked a few pictures. Or his best mate, which would be the same, in the end.”“Yes I can imagine. It’s when you get a bit older you learn about discretion.”There was a pause while they both had a drink.“So how have you been getting on in the cabin?” asked Freddie, “I meant to come up and have a look before we stopped.”“I’ve been washing everything down, with that solution, getting into the corners and crevices.”“Ah, crevices, yes, that’s so important.”“And the roof and everywhere.”“Easy to get wet, I expect.. John was now operating on automatic pilot, which meant that his natural hospitality drove what he said and did, while his mind tried to catch up with this completely unexpected development. Thus her comment that she knew he should be at Grange passed him by. Instead, he made hot chocolate for two.Claire was, in spite of herself and her knowledge of John, amazed. She arrived at twelve thirty five on Christmas Day morning, and beyond a moment or two of confusion, he was making her Drinking.