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Monday, September 17, 2012

331 wivesbehavingbadly

. no food , he backed off at once ." i was only thinking of you ." he said .
on the way home . i passsed paige's house . the front garden was looking ultrasmart because the gardener had recently completed the autumn spring clean ."  " you  can't call it a spring clean ," i had pointed out to paige when i phoned her the previous day . i can call it what i like was her reply .
" has martin been to see you ?"
paige bristled , " i wish you wouldn't interfere ."
"and ?"" he's here at the weekend , but i'm not taking him back . minty , as i'm far too busy with the children to be married ."
the scene when i finally got throgh the door of number 7 was much  as i had pictured it . eve had collapsed  into a chair in the kitchen , and a small riot  was going on in the boys 's bedroom . one of eve's hands lay on the table  , so white and thin that it alarmed me .
first i tackled her ." look ," i addressed the slumped figure ." this is not good . it's been going on for months , and you havn't got really better . you need  and i was startled by the light in her eyes ." go back ? she gulped a lungful of air - as if she was already breathing in the scents of river and mountains of her home .
that decidewd it . " you must go home for two weeks , see your family , rest , then come back ."
" i get coach ." eve hauled herself to her feet , and her smile was pure joy . " i telephone . now ."
" no , that's a two-day journey both ways , no , you .
" the moneys ."

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