”Ben and Mr and Mrs Johnson talked together while Piper and I did the same. There was so much that I wanted to tell her but it would take most of ou...r holiday to get through it all.Eventually, Jean Johnson called Piper over to give them a goodbye hug and kiss. When her father hugged her I saw his hands go to her butt and he squeezed both her cheeks through her jeans.I suddenly wondered if he’d do the same to me so I stepped forwards and hugged Piper’s mother. As we hugged I thanked her for. "Wait sweetheart, let me take off my shoes."Brenda removed her running shoes and placed them to the side of thecouch. Brenda had become more like a girl her age, first she started witha skirt and blouse on her first visit and gradually grew more comfortablewith the whole situation she had found herself in. Now she was dressedmuch like the mothers of the young children who were at the Sundaydinners, jeans, comfortable shoes and a blouse, Brenda was becoming apart of the family.She tucked her. The view was stunning with a bay window. A bookcase held a large number of books on musical matters, and on inspection it would have compared favorably to the music library at the Leipzig Conservatory. The clock struck 8:00, and I went to the veranda to meet the Broughams. The veranda was beautiful, full of flowers and a couple of linden trees on either side. The fragrance of the air was dominated by hyacinth. There was a large table set for five: Sir Charles was sitting at a table across from. " You REALLLY don't know the half of it,Robbie thought to himself with a self-pitying sigh. Though at least,Robbie thought to himself, there was something that could be done aboutthat."What- what time are you heading out to work tomorrow?" Robbie asked."I'm not," the young man's mother replied with a smug smile that didn'tfalter as his whole body slumped. "Got the whole of next week off. And theweek after that, too!" Wh- why?" Robbie asked, trying desperately to hide the disappointment inhis.