Thank god Viv nevercollected her clothes.Bang, bang the pounding on the door woke me, I checked my clock and itwas two AM in the morning. As I opened the door Carol fell in, she wasbladdered. She could barely stand, so I slipped my arm around her andhelped her into the lounge where she flopped on the sofa. I made coffeeand when I came back she was bawling her eyes out. I sat beside her andshe threw her arms around me and sobbed. "I am sorry babe, I really am." What for? I don't understand."Beside herself she sobbed her body convulsing with the sobs, her face ablack soggy mess of run mascara. "I slept with Viv and Yves that night,"She stuttered. "I went back to their place and we all ended up in bedtogether, I am sorry Nat."My shoulder was wet with her tears as she sobbed. "I'm a slut a dirtyfat slut, I am so sorry?"Stunned I muttered, "It will be OK, stop crying." Yeah but I know how you feel about him, I don't know how it happened,the fucker just seduced me somehow. One minute we. His father was dying. This place would be gone soon. The wounds bled and ached. He could not speak so he merely shook his head. ‘Good boy. Your Mama has some stuff packed already. Let’s go and tell them now,’ he smiled as he led his son down the porch steps to where the women and children were playing under the old tree. *** Jill giggled as she tickled Britney’s tummy. ‘Cheeky little monkey,’ she said as she kissed the head of blond curls. The child pulled away from her embrace and toddled across the brown carpet of grass towards her sisters. ‘You are everything we hoped you would be,’ her mother-in-law said. Jill laughed uncomfortably, ‘Not you too?’ ‘Me too? What do you mean?’ ‘I hear that all the time from Simone.’ ‘Simone,’ Esther sighed wistfully. ‘I miss that woman. She might be a touch crazy but I ain’t meet too many people with a heart as good as that one’s.’ Jill nodded, ‘She is pretty amazing.’ ‘Not anymore than you are, sweetie. Those girls love you already.’ Jill watched.
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