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Date: Thu, 22 Nov 2001 07:10:09 -0500
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I hope this gets to you in one piece.

 Pete


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The Girl With A Bicycle - 27 By Wandering lanes

Story code (MF, slow)

I returned to the living room to find Sharon holding an envelope,
I looked at it quizzically, "What's that?" I asked, she held it
out to me, I saw my name on it, then remembered, "Oh yes, it was
on Kylie's bag, I didn't have a chance to read it".

I took the envelope from Sharon and opened it, "It's from
Margaret, listen -

 Dear Mike,


 I would like to thank you for your generosity to our pack this
last week. We were expecting to turn back some of the children as
they hadn't paid, you allowed them to join us - this was the very
first time that the full pack have been together on an outing.

 We were able to supply our girls with the necessary clothing and
utensils - we even had some money left over, please find it
enclosed.

 There are also two badges which will have to be attached to
Kylie's uniform, one is a special tracker badge - the other is a
permanent badge, this means that while she remains a Brownie or
Guide she should wear it, it is an award from the Guides
Association for meritorious actions, it isn't given out often and
when it is only the exceptional girls receive it. I'm happy to
say that Kylie is definitely one of those exceptional ones.

We are having a special award ceremony next Sunday, we want Kylie
to attend, and would also like to invite you and Sharon to be
present, I do hope you will be available.

Thanking you for all your help,

 Margaret, Joyce and Paula."

Sharon sat back, tears in her eyes, "Wow, special rewards from
the Brownies, should we tell her?"

I thought about it, then shook my head, "Not just now, lets
gradually bring it up during the week, let her get used to the
idea first, at the moment she just wants to be a normal young
girl, not this hero title that people are placing on her."

Sharon made a face, "Isabel want to see her tomorrow to talk
about it. I'm not sure if she should."

I thought about it, "Well if she makes the story available to
other papers then I can't see that there would be a major
problem, but see how Kylie reacts while she's there, okay?"

She nodded, "I guess so, could you bring her to the office later
tomorrow?" she asked. I nodded, "Yes, but I'll want to contact
George's office again to make sure Hugh got the message I left"

Sharon nodded, "So you can drop Kylie off and then go to George's
office after, then when you've finished you can pick up Kylie
again! Now that you've got tomorrow planned, what's going to
happen tonight?" she said with a mischievous smile on her face.

I made an act of considering, "Well, I can't put the cat out -
it's not on fire. I haven't got a dog so I can't walk that, the
milk bottles are out on the doorstep, there's nothing good on
television. So I suppose I'm going to have to go to bed, do you
have any plans for the night?" I finished up by asking.

She smiled, "Well, it funny you should ask, because I can think
of a few things we can do!" She got up and started to walk to the
stairs, and I followed.

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In the bedroom, I started to undress Sharon, removing her dress,
leaving her in a bra and panties.  She took the hint and took
down my swimming trunks.

She stood back and smiled, "You know that's the fastest I've ever
undressed a man before, you should wear them more often."

I tried to act shocked, "What! And what would the neighbours say,
not to mention Isabel when I'd turn up with Kylie wearing just
swimming trunks?"

She giggled, "I don't know it might make their day."

I pointed to her clothing, "Okay, I'll turn up like that -  if
you only wear those!"

She looked at herself, then bit her lower lip, "I'd never dare to
do that!"

I picked her up into my arms, "Oh I see double standards is that
it?" I took her to the bed and lowered her onto it, enveloping
her closer to me as I removed her bra, "Okay then what if you
were dressed like this?" and I kept my attention on her breasts.

She almost purred with satisfaction.

She removed her panties and I gazed at her body, she moved to me,
I kissed her lips and then started to move down her body, paying
homage to her breasts, raising her nipples to turgid peaks.

Her hands were not idle, I could feel her reaching down to my now
rampant sex, grasping it in her hands, exciting me to higher
pleasures, then she released me as she laid back below me -
remembering our conversation of earlier I didn't reach for the
condoms, now it was just us.

I lowered myself down onto her, entering her softly, gently.
Watching her face as I seated myself within her, we now seemed to
fit each other exactly, the ecstasy that was visible on her face
as she felt me moving within her, the familiar motions exciting
her.

I heard her calling out as she started to climax, "yesssss, oh
yess, Mike, yess, yeeesss, Mike Oh Mike, yess, oh yes, yes,
Miikkeee, MIIIKKKEEE!" as she went over the edge I felt myself
cumming inside her at the same time.

I kissed her, "Thank you," I said.

She gave a contented sign and fell asleep,  and after a few more
minutes I surrendered to the arms of Morpheus beside her.



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I awoke to feel an arm draped over my shoulders, which wasn't so
bad, then I realised that another arm was over my waist and going
in the opposite direction, I opened my eyes to see that Kylie was
now in the bed with us, sleeping soundly, her arm was the one
resting on my shoulder, looking past her head I could see the
clock, almost seven

I gently moved the young girls' arm from its perch, receiving a
mutter from the child, I then removed her mothers arm from my
waist, which immediately moved itself back to the same position,
I slowly turned myself to look into Sharon's smiling face.

She kissed my mouth, then said, "Good morning, you're a difficult
person to wake you know!"

I kissed her back and replied, "I can always manage it, I tell
myself to get up and I do! There's nothing to it.  When did Kylie
join us?"

Sharon looked behind me at her sleeping daughter, "about an hour
ago. I suppose I should try to stop her from doing this in
future."

I smiled, "Or get a bigger bed, just think what'll happen when
Becky decides to join us!"

"Oh don't, what would the neighbours think?" she giggled

"Well we're not going to invite them, or were you planning having
a kinky party? I must warn you Mrs. Higgins at number 47 was
known to be a 'fast lady' but her lumbago lets her down nowadays"
I said this, trying to keep a straight face.

Sharon hit my arm, "You beast, that wasn't what I meant at all,"
then she looked at me coyly and asked, "Unless you want to?"

I shook my head, "No, I'm happy just to be here with you." A
reply that had me rewarded with a kiss.

We both got quietly out of the bed, not disturbing the sleeping
child, dressed and went downstairs.

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We ate a leisurely breakfast, and then Sharon left to go to work,
she reminded me to take Kylie to the offices for the interview
with Isabel before she left.

It was half-past eight before Kylie made an appearance, still
dressed in her nightdress, and rubbing her eyes.

I smiled at her, "Good morning Kylie, did you sleep alright?"

She yawned and nodded, "Yes, except you didn't wake up when I
came in, mummy told me to get into the bed. When I woke up you'd
both gone." The last was said accusingly.

I pointed to the clock, "Well, we thought you needed your sleep,
and Sharon had to go to work, now if you'll get washed and
dressed, we have to go out later, afterwards we're going to visit
Becky." She nodded and went back upstairs, to re-appear some
minutes later, wearing the yellow dress brought some weeks ago.

I provided her with breakfast, bacon and eggs, which she
demolished in the way all kids eat, as if inhaling the food not
eating it. I finished off the washing up, loaded the washing from
yesterday into the tumble dryer and switched it on.

I turned to Kylie, "We're going into town, I've got to take you
to the paper's office so that Isabel can ask about your Brownie
adventure, if you don't want to talk to her just say so." She
thought for a moment then nodded, I smiled, "Good, if we can get
this done then perhaps no other paper will keep pestering you,
Okay, now I'm going to drive us to town will you be alright?"

She considered this then nodded, "I'll try Uncle Mike." I rubbed
her head in encouragement, we walked to my garage and I reversed
(backed) the car out of the garage and opened the passenger door,
Kylie looked at me.

I gestured to the seat, "You can sit in front with me." She
smiled at me and jumped into the seat before I could change my
mind, pulling the seat belt over her, and clicking it tight.

She beamed at me, "I've never been allowed to sit in the front
before." Then she turned her attention to the windscreen and the
road ahead. "I've always only seen where we've been, but here I
can see where we're going, I like this." Her enthusiasm was
growing, maybe the fact she could see what was ahead of us could
help her, I made a mental note to tell Sharon.

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After, what seemed to be, a short time we were parking the car, I
got out and opened Kylie's door and helped her out, hugging her,
"You did it Kylie, all the way here, I'm proud of you!"

She seemed happy, but said, "But that's only a short trip, how do
I know if I can stand a long one?"

I started to walk with her to the exit and said, "There is only
one way, but remember if you start to worry you still have a long
trip back! But then you'll know where you're going so it
shouldn't be as bad."

She giggled, "That sounded wrong! Are you sure you meant that?"

I nodded, "It may sound wrong but that's how it turns out, don't
worry about it until the time you have to do it."  We carried on
walking, we passed Greg's shop, he was looking out of the window
and gestured to me to enter, I pointed to Kylie and tried to
convey that I would come back to him, he nodded and waved, I
think he got the message.

We carried on walking to the paper's building and went up to the
press room, Sharon was waiting for us and took Kylie on into
Isabel's office, after a few minutes Sharon came back to me.

"She seems comfortable at the moment, she's telling Isabel the
story," she said, she continued, "Richard's been on the phone to
me, it seems that the police have made some arrests this morning,
and the insurance office is now closed."

I didn't know how to take this news, "So what happens about your
claim?" I asked

Sharon frowned, "I don't know, Richard did suggest that I contact
the Insurance association to see what they can do, but I don't
know how to do that properly."

I asked her, "Do you have a solicitor, or was anyone representing
you?"

She looked embarrassed at the question, "Well, no I thought that
the insurance company would  be dealing with this, and Paul never
seemed to worry about it!"

I nodded, like many people you never know what you need until
it's too late, "Okay, why don't you call George Wilby and see if
he'll help you?"

She seemed slightly abashed at this, "I couldn't, I mean how can
I afford him?"

I smiled, "Don't you know that some solicitors work on a no-win
no-fee set-up?" she shook her head, "Shall I phone his office and
see if he'll see you?" She nodded and indicated a phone with an
outside line.

I dialled George's number a receptionist answered the line, I let
her know who I was, she was about to pass me to Hugh's office
when I managed to stop her, when I outlined the problem she
passed me directly to George.

"Mike my boy, what's the problem now? Have you committed murder,
or just shot somebody?" You could tell that George was relaxed,
although I think that a murder was something he could sink his
teeth into.

I laughed "Sorry George, nothing like that at all. A friend of
mine has a problem and needs some advice." I gave him some brief
details and Sharon's name

He was quiet for a moment, then was all business like, "Mike, the
case interest me, can you ask Sharon to come round to my office
at two o'clock, it's a pity she didn't ask for help earlier, we
could have got this sorted out sooner, anyway I'll get my people
to get the ball rolling, okay?" I checked with Sharon who nodded,
and I passed this on, George continued, "I've got Hugh in with me
at the moment, he'd like to talk to you."

I heard the handset being moved, then Hugh's voice could be heard
"Hello Mike, thanks for the message, I'm keeping an eye on the
courts just in case anything is tried, do you have any further
information?"

I had to say no, but then thought of Nancy's problem "Hugh, it
seems that Nancy's been suspended for losing a certain video
tape, is it possible to copy it and return the original to Social
Services, with a note saying that it was left by an unknown
person, that way we're not pointing the finger"

He thought about this, "Well the courts do prefer originals not
copies, that way there's little chance of tampering, I'll have to
have a witness that this is all above board." I suggested DS
Nichols - to which Hugh agreed. On that note I said goodbye to
Hugh and hung up the phone.

After checking that Kylie was still okay talking to Isabel I said
a quick goodbye to Sharon, telling her I'd be at Greg's for a
while, but assuring her that I'd be back to pick up Kylie. I left
the offices and walked back to the shopping centre, and entered
Greg's shop.

He looked relieved to see me, "Mike, boy am I glad you're here,
the phone's been going mad. I've had something called the Guides
Association asking about those blasted radios, how much are they
going to be? And how many can we get made? Mike they're after
thousands of the buggers."

I tried to make a calming motion, "It's okay Greg, ask them to
try the radios at a couple of packs," at his blank look I
explained about the Brownie packs, I continued "See if they're of
use to them before they commit themselves to the radios. Look,
its going to be more that you're be able to cope with, why not
have a word with George ask him to check with the college see if
any of their business studies students are interested in hands-on
experience of trade, you never know it could be a spin-off of
this place. Failing that you could ask the original manufacturers
if they could handle sales and distribution, they'll want a
higher return, but then the more we sell the lower the price will
be - supply and demand remember?"

He snorted, "Remember? I'm the one that was telling you that, and
look where it got me!"

I smiled, "Yes, it got you this shop when you proved you could
sell thing better than I could, the better salesman won, now
prove you're better and get those radios sold, we've got more
things to sort out."

He groaned, "Now what are you going to get me into? Selling
shares in RailTrack? Try to take over from Richard Branson?  What
now?"

I laughed at the look on his face, "Nothing like that, I was
thinking of a similar type of tracker to the radios - but more
like a matched pair, for mothers and toddlers, so that if any
children go missing then they can be traced, like having the
toddlers on a long leash, maybe with a bleep on the mother's unit
so that anyone finding the child can let the mother know!"

He was serious now, "I don't know Mike, I mean it sounds a good
idea, but this would need the original planners to design. I
could approach them and see if they'd do it I suppose.  You know
Mike this could bring in more money than you thought, that's if
it takes off."

I smiled, "Well we could always plough some of the profits back
in to reduce the price of the things. As I said before, they
could have sold hundreds of the radios, they just didn't know
what they had!"

I left Greg, trying to plan what to do - I wasn't worried, but
did decide to go to George to ask him to provide more help for
Greg, I know a solicitor isn't meant to do this, but we had an
arrangement, which George was perfectly willing to follow and act
as a silent partner but sometimes be loud enough to provide
support and in some cases staff.

I went back to the editors office to meet Kylie, who I found
posing for photographs, I saw Isabel standing back from the
photographer and I approached her, "How did it go?"

She smiled, "Very well, she was nervous at first, but when she
calmed down she was a natural, she still doesn't realise how much
she did for that girl, but she's accepting the spotlight now, how
are things with you?"

I smiled, "So far, so good. It seems that people are becoming
interested in the radios, Greg's getting slightly snowed under
with the attention, but hopefully I'll be able to get help for
him, I suggested another line to him which he's going to look
into."

"So, you're going to be a busy little bee are you?" She asked,

I shook my head, "Not me, I just suggests the thing, and Greg
ensures that they get done, he's the one for the work, I'm the
brains, that suits us both. Changing the subject though can you
spare Sharon this afternoon, she's seeing a solicitor about the
insurance claim at 2 p.m."

She nodded, "I can't see that there'll be a problem with that,
although I think that when she gets the money I'm going to lose a
secretary, probably the shortest time for employment, I don't
think we're getting our moneys worth with Sharon." She said that
with a grin on her face to take the sting out of her words.

I smiled, "Well at least she's here at the moment, make the most
of her."

Isabel laughed at that, "Oh I intend to, don't you worry about
that!"

At that point Kylie was finished with the photographer, and came
up to us, "Can we go please Uncle Mike?" she asked.

I held her hand, "Bored with this already?" I said, she nodded, I
said to Isabel, "Is there anything else you need from Kylie," she
shook her head, I said to Kylie, "Okay then, we're go for
something to eat and then we'll visit Becky."

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We arrived on the ward to find curtains around Becky's bed, so we
waited by the nurses station, Tina came out from the curtain,
when she saw us she frowned, "I don't know what those people said
to her, but I've been having problems with her ever since."

I was puzzled, "What people."

She looked at me, "You didn't know? Oh sorry, we had a couple of
people from Social Service in, they seemed to have upset her, I
wish they'll let us know when they're going to do that!"

I was worried, "It was Maria or Nancy was it?"

Tina shook her head, "No, I've never seen these two before, I
don't think they're from the local office at all."

I nodded, "No they're not, they've been trying some sort of cloak
and dagger routine to get custody of Becky, what the bloo. . I'm
sorry. Can I see Becky?"

She nodded her head, "I think that would be the best thing, she
needs comforting but won't let us help."

I nodded as well, "Yes, Becky is a stubborn girl, I think that's
what's helped her over the past two years." We walked into the
curtained area, Becky was lying on her side, she turned to shout
at the intrusion into her privacy, but when she saw us she raised
herself up and held out her arms to us.

"Oh Mr. Mike, those people came again, they said I'd be taken
away from you, you won't let them will you Mr. Mike? Please don't
let them." Silently I cursed those people and, I'm sorry to say,
Hugh for allowing them access to her.

I hugged her, Kylie joined us to make a three way hug, "Oh Becky,
you've got to hold out for a few weeks more, please trust me."

She pulled away from use, tears streaming down her face, "What do
you mean Mr. Mike? Have I done something wrong? Is that why
you're sending me away?"

I was having problems seeing her, "No Becky, you haven't done
anything wrong, I promise you that we'll only be parted for a
short time, but it has to be done this way, otherwise I might
lose you forever, and I don't want that, not ever! Please trust
me, please Becky."

She was gulping back her tears, "But. I. Want. To. Stay. With.
You. Mr. Mike, I don't want. To.  To.  To stay anywh. Anywhere
else." She allowed me to hold her again, and she sobbed into my
chest.

I rubbed her back, "I know Becky, but we have to convince others
that I'm able to look after you, please be strong and brave," I
pulled back and looked into her eyes, "Will you do that for me?"

She nodded and tried to wipe her eyes with the sleeve of her
pyjamas, "Yes Mr. Mike, I'll try." I handed her a handkerchief,
which she used.

Kylie looked at Becky and then myself, "Now if you've got that
sorted out can I talk to my friend."

I looked at Becky and winked, then looked at Kylie, "Well
excuuuuseee me! I know when I'm not wanted. I'll leave you two to
plan more mischief." I got up from the bed and went to leave.

Kylie said, "Oh Uncle Mike I didn't mean it like that, it's just
I want to tell Becky something private."

I smiled at her, "I know Kylie, you just want to tell Becky how
your plan yesterday worked out." I watched the blush creep up her
face, and then noticed that Becky's was also a nice shade of red,
I continued, "Do you need these around you still? Or can I draw
them back?"

Becky looked at the curtains and shook her head, "Can you leave
them for a few more minutes please Mr. Mike, I don't really feel
like seeing the ward at the moment." I nodded and left the two
girls to their solitude.

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As I emerged from the curtains I saw Tina and the Ward Sister
talking to each other, when she noticed me she beckoned me over
to join them, "Mike Moore this is Sister Jenkins," we said hello
to each other, then Tina continued, "I've mentioned the problem
we've been having with Becky, is there anything else you'd like
to mention?" we walked to the nurses station and sat there
talking.

I mentioned that Maria was looking after Becky but had been
removed from the case, and now these two people were doing their
best to keep hold of Becky, when I was asked who should they
complain to I said either the Social Services offices, then I
thought again and said that since Becky was a ward of the courts
they should complain there first.

The Ward Sister agreed and picked up a telephone, she spoke to
the registrar, complaining of the Social Services disruption of
Becky's treatment, she mentioned Becky's status, smiled and said
goodbye.

She turned to us both, "The registrar has agreed that their
conduct was deplorable and is going to make an official complaint
to the courts, I don't know what they'll do about it, but at
least we've made the effort," She looked at me, "I know you're
trying to adopt Rebecca, and going from Tina's report I think
you're doing the right thing, good luck! The way those people are
behaving I don't think they're interested in Rebecca's well
being, just in trying to show something. In this case bad
manners!"

I had to agree with that sentiment. Just then the rasp of
curtains being drawn back caught out attention, and Kylie pulling
the drapes away from Becky's area, I excused myself from the pair
saying, "It seems that their private talk is over now, I'd better
join them, if they'll let me!" smiling as I said that. I walked
to Becky's bed.

Becky was looking better now, there was a smile on her face,
"That wasn't nice of you Mr. Mike, I think Kylie was looking
forward to seeing you last night."

I decided to play ignorant, "But she did see me last night, all
the way up to when she went to sleep!"

She grinned, "I didn't mean like that, Kylie wanted to see your.
. Your. . ."

I cut in with, "Body?" she hesitated then nodded, I said, "You
should have learnt that I don't go out of my way to show myself
off. And you shouldn't encourage Kylie to push herself "

She considered this, "But, you let me watch you and Sharon, and
you've never said I couldn't!"

I nodded, "Yes, but with you there was a difference, you needed
to be shown that making love is a pleasurable experience - not
one that is painful, it was something you deserved after those
years. But it's not something that adults should be allowing
children to do, do you understand?"

She nodded and said quietly, "Yes Mr. Mike, I understand, I won't
push Kylie again."

I rubbed her hair, "Good, now you've got some recovering still to
do, and if anyone bothers you call out for Tina or one of the
other nurses, remember your health is more important than
anything else at the moment. Okay?"

She smiled at me, "Okay Mr. Mike."

We stayed with Becky for some hours, before having to go home,
again I let Kylie sit in the front, this time she was allowed to
play with the radio, she surprised me by tuning into a classical
station, but after a few minutes of listening switched to a pop
station and started to nod along with the 'music' playing.

We stopped at Sharon's house first, Kylie needed to pick up some
more clothes, and I asked her to select some of Sharon's as well,
we made sure everything was alright in the house and I picked up
the mail that was lying on the mat - no I wasn't nosey enough to
read any of the mail, it wasn't for me anyway.

Kylie called to me from upstairs, "Uncle Mike can you help me
with this." I went up to find her struggling with a suitcase, she
smiled at me, "I think I've got enough for the next few days at
least."

I smiled at the sight, "You didn't forget anything, toys, books,
kitchen sink?" I asked her.

She giggled, "Oh no Uncle Mike, your sink is good enough at the
moment, but if we're going to stay any longer we may need it! How
does it come apart anyway."

I'm going to give up with this child, I shook my head, "That is
one secret I'm going to keep for now, pass me the suitcase, I've
got to get started on dinner as soon as we get home."

Kylie looked at me with a grin, "But I am home, I mean I do live
here y'know."

I smiled at this, "Yes I do, and if you want to stay here then
that's okay, but I think you mother is expecting you to be with
me at the moment, but if you want to come back after dinner you
can."

She ran up to me, "No Uncle Mike, I want to be with you, I don't
want to stay here without you."

I hugged her and then said, "And I don't want to be without you,
or your mother or Becky, now lets go to MY home." She seemed
contented with my answer, held onto my arm, we left the house and
returned to my car.

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When we arrived home, my home that is, I took the suitcase
upstairs and let Kylie unpack it, I returned downstairs to see
that my answer phone was flashing away, with a message, I pressed
the play button.

"Mike its Maria, I don't know what you did, but head office
phoned this afternoon and they've recalled the supervisors, I've
been told that Nancy is no longer suspended, but I'm still
carrying on with the internal investigation. There's only one bad
thing I'm still not allowed on Becky's case, that's being handled
by Head Office. I have been allowed to suggest that the McGruders
be allowed to foster Becky for the short time. I've sent many
children to them and they have an excellent record. So there
should be no problems there. I'll talk to you later, bye."

So it was a mixture of bad and good news, perhaps Becky would
have an easier time in hospital now.

I started on the dinner, nothing too lavish, and played a card
game with Kylie. The dinner was ready as Sharon opened the front
door, Kylie kissed her mother and pulled her to the table,
talking about the visit to the hospital and how Becky was
frighten by then visitors, Sharon looked at me when she heard
this, I gave a reassuring nod to let her know it was alright,
Kylie continued her monologue, upto the point of our picking up
more clothes for them both, I handed Sharon the letters I found.

Sharon then told us of her visit to George's office, she had been
told that there was a very good chance that she'd receive the
insurance - it seems the Association had already been approached
by other claimants and was now trying to find out the details, it
seems that Richard was correct, the association did underwrite
the claims and was liable for any shortcomings, so the future
looks bright for Sharon and Kylie.

Kylie was sent up to wash and get ready for bed, while she was
doing that I let Sharon know Maria's news, she was happy for
Nancy, but was disturbed with the fact that Maria wasn't in
charge of Becky's case.

"But Mike," she said, "What happens if they try something else, I
mean Maria won't be able to warn us will she?"

I shook my head, "I don't think so, but for Becky's sake I hope
they don't try anything else. But we're just going to have to
pray for the best!"

She wasn't happy with that, I must admit I wasn't either.  Then
Kylie shouted down that she was ready to go to bed, so I went up
to the girls bedroom tucked Kylie into the bed and read from her
story book until she went to sleep.

- 30

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- Normal disclaimer apply - If you're not old enough, wise enough
or mature to know that this is only a story then please, PLEASE
do not read (now you've got to the end of the story!)

- The characters in this story are fictitious - any resemblance
to any person alive or like Darren (dead) is coincidental - so if
you meet any of them you can tell them they don't exist!

- After messing up Nancy's name a couple of chapters ago I had to
introduce Tina, just to keep things straight, for those who
missed it chapter 25 was reposted with the correct names
included.

- My estimate of how many chapters left was wrong, this chapter
didn't go as far as I thought it should - sorry. I still think
that I might finish this by Christmas, unless the story thinks
otherwise.

- My normal thanks to all those who have emailed me with comment,
concerns and suggestions - as always I will try to reply to all
emails sent, my address is wanderinglanes@aol.com - please note
any viruses sent will be reported to the ISP of the sender and
the email address blocked from my user - I'm afraid that list is
growing.  Anyway, thanks again, and I'll try to get the next
chapter out next week.

Wandering lanes - 21st November 2001.


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