You look sad.” If only you knew, I thought. I smiled again. “Okay, I will. I’m Tina.” “I’m Greg.” “It’s nice to meet you, G...reg. So, what do you do?” “I’m an electrician. What do you do?” “I’m at –” I suddenly realised he was joking. I chuckled. “Okay, Greg. You got me there.” “Sorry,” he said, smiling at me. God, he had a nice smile. “I couldn’t resist it.” We chatted about the book from then on. Greg told me about the storyline and roughly what to expect. The way that he. " No no," George said. "Christina lived until she was nearly 70. A great schemer and manipulator until the day she died. She never reclaimed the Danish/Norwegian throne though. Henry could possibly have accomplished that for her, but the risk was too great." You seem to know a lot about her?" Hannah said."Yes, I read a very good book years ago. Sort of a fictionalised biography," George replied. "Very well written." What was it called?" Hannah asked, now genuinely interested in this head strong. " First time for everything," Mum chuckled and gave us both a wink making Aroha blush prettily."Grubs up!" came the shout from Dad and we hurried to tuck into burgers and sausages in buns.Afterwards, after doing the dishes, Aroha and I sat outside on the porch and cuddled.Mum and Tracey had cajoled Dad into playing cards with them in order I presume to give Aroha and I some privacy."I don't want to have to explain anything untoward to your parents, Aroha," was all Mum said. "So don't let me. The indicator panel still showed that she hadn't completed the second stage of MORFS. Fortunately the replaceable cartridge in the unit was nearly full, so she wouldn't have to worry about it yet.She stood up to look for her dad, hoping that she would be able to see where he was. The moment that she stood up, she regretted it. Her stomach lurched and her head started to pound even harder that it had been. Without even bothering to look around, she sat back down. She could do that later, when.