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Rufus got his regular walks – even though he was a lot slower and stiffer than he used to be, thanks to advancing years, and I would meet up with Bob, Reefer and some of the lads at the King's Arms for a pint or two. Bob was always trying to get me to join the golf club, saying how I'd really enjoy the game, but somehow I always resisted. Perhaps one day…. In keeping busy and occupying my time, I wasn't thinking about Sammy. Well, not every often anyway. The trouble as, she often came home from school with Hannah and my thoughts about her intensified. It wasn't just simple middle-aged lustings, I was sure of that. Sammy flirted with me outrageously at times, so it was as much her doing as mine.
Confirmation of her feelings about me came one afternoon in late September. I'd been working in my study, busily communicating with an American client by Instant Messenger, so I'd lost all track of time. When I'd finished the conversation and e-mailed the required documents, I glanced at my watch and realised that it was nearly five o'clock. Hannah must be home from school by now, but I hadn't heard her come in.