' Well, maybe the shoes," I added to myself.Then I had an odd thought. The shoes were mine and they were a necessity. What Ken had provided was not. L...ke my life. I had all that was necessary. I could have had a professional build the deck, but it would have been just a deck. There would have been no memories attached to it. What Ken brought was the joy. He brought color and depth, and ... fun. Well, Becky was fun too, but I couldn't share my life with her. Someday she would leave and have her. They could see their Dad was having difficulty with the door, his key wasn’t working. He rang the doorbell and then hammered on the door.“Cheryl!” he hissed through the letterbox, “what’s going on?”“Stop banging on the door, arsehole!” came Cheryl’s voice through the letterbox, the kids heard clearly as they were squeezed under the limited space by the front door sheltering from the monsoon rain shower, “you’ll wake Martin, I’ve only just got him down and he’s been a right sod all day, but then. More

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