He lay her back against the pillows, whispering into her ear, ‘I don’t want this to end, ever…’ Just then, someone pounded on the door. They ...heard Lisa’s voice, ‘Rick, open the damn door. I know you didn’t mean what you said. Open the door and we can talk. You’re making a mistake.’ Rick fumbled with the buttons on Shannon’s top. He locked his eyes on hers before saying, ‘Lisa, we’re over. I told you that. I’m sick of all the shit you do to me. I’m sick of the way you treat me. I’m moving on,. I was intensely jealous and unbelievably hard at the same time. I backed away and slipped quietly back to the bathroom where I opened the door and flushed the toilet so they could hear it. I asked if she wanted a soda for the road while I was still out of sight and heading for them, just in case they didn't hear the toilet flushing. She said no as I came around the corner to the front door. They were still facing each other, holding each others hands. We were almost home. I was driving. My. Sister Kate O’Doyle was the most outspoken. She distributed copies of the Report from the Magistrate and her two colleagues. ‘I speak for all of the local church groups,’ she said as she lined up to talk to the Media. ‘More importantly my church and my order support David.’ she told the assembled TV and Radio stations. She brushed aside questions about his numerous wives. ‘I don’t want to hear that rubbish. I know what people say. I have spoken to battered mothers and pregnant girls from the. "I swear every time I go home from work I get the feeling that someone is following me, but when I turn around that person is gone and nobody is looking at me." "Oh, that."Yeah, that's me, Ian thought."Oh no, that's terrible." Ian told me as he wrapped his arms around me. "God, I'm such an awful host, would you like something to drink?" I asked him.Why, yes, I'd love a taste of your blood, lovely fan of mine, Ian thought."Wait..." I said, as if finally something clicked."What's that?" Ian asked.