William
By Paul Jamison
pauljamisonuk@googlemail.com
Chapter – 18
Will’s viewpoint
I went up to my room and put
my stuff down. Then sitting at my desk I took Justin’s present out of the
carrier again. I hadn’t wanted to open it downstairs in the kitchen just in
case it was something personal. I opened the wrapping and found a small flat
bubble wrapped packet. I opened that to reveal a USB pen drive for my computer.
That was really good as I had filled my old one up. There was a note tucked in
with it saying ‘Happy Birthday Will - don’t look at contents unless you are
alone -Love Jus’. I turned on my
computer and opened the birthday card that had come with the present while I
was waiting for it to boot up.
The card was a computer made
one, but the front picture was a lovely portrait of a smiling Justin showing
only his head and shoulders. I opened it and again there was a big ‘HAPPY
BIRTHDAY lots of love Justin’ on the
inside. I smiled happily and turned back to my computer.
I inserted the pen drive into
a spare USB port and waited for it to open. The usual box appeared asking what
I wanted to do with the files on the pen. I clicked on ‘play’. A slide show
presentation began. The first few pictures were of Justin on his bike and I
wondered how long it would be before we could ride about again. Then it changed
to Jus on holiday somewhere hot as he’d only his Speedos on. The pictures were
good, taken by his parents, I thought. Then another set beginning with Justin
in his room in shorts and T… then the next without the T… then no shorts…. then
no boxers… just a big smile and a very stiff cock… but by then mine was rock
hard too. I was giggling a bit at the view as my phone bleeped to say a text
had arrived. I checked it and it was Justin wanting to know if I’d opened his
present. I texted back at once telling him I had and that I was looking at the
pictures then. He replied at once, saying he’d done the bedroom pictures on a
timer and it’d taken hours to get the best views. I texted again to tell him
they were great and that I’d see him the next evening after school with his
homework. I shut down the slideshow and took the pen drive out putting it away
in the desk drawer. I heard the garage doors open and close so guessed that
Paul was home and it was almost time to go down for the chat Rick’d mentioned
earlier, although I was certain it was going to be about Liam.
I quickly got out of my
school clothes and padded into the bathroom for a quick shower. I really needed
to release the tension of seeing those pictures. It didn’t take long with a
soapy hand and the warm water to release the thoughts I’d had after seeing
Justin with a really hard cock kneeling on his bed grinning widely at me from
my screen. I had just spurted off when I heard Liam outside
“Will, are you in the
bathroom?” he called out.
I shut off the shower and
grabbing a towel scooted back into my room. Wrapping the towel round me, I
stuck my head out of the door to answer him
“Hi, yes, just finished. Okay?”
I replied.
“Okay. When you’re dressed,
we’re about to have a chat downstairs in the sitting room,” he said.
“I’ll be down in a minute,
see ya,” I said, as I closed my door. I hurriedly finished drying and dressing,
before following Liam downstairs to the sitting room.
* * * * * * * *
* * * *
Paul’s viewpoint
Liam came into where Rick and
I sat in the sitting room and plomping himself down in an armchair said
“Will’s just coming. He’s had
a shower. Won’t be long now.”
“Ah, good,” I replied.
Within a minute or two Will
came into the sitting room and took the other armchair, looking expectantly at
us all.
“Well,” I began, “I guess
it’s pretty obvious why we’re having a chat tonight. Liam’s now in our home and sat right with
us,” I grinned.
“Yeah, but what happened that
he had to arrive in the middle of the night?” Will asked.
“That’s exactly what we plan
to explain now,” Rick cut in.
“About half one this morning
Rick got a call from Liam to say that after an awful row with his mother he’d
got to leave home as he couldn’t accept his mother’s conditions for him to
stay. Simply put, Liam told his mother he was gay at the beginning of the
summer holidays. There’s been constant pressure for him to accept his mother’s
church’s view, which is that homosexuality is a lifestyle choice, and an unacceptable
one to his mother and the church she attends, not a simple fact of sexual
orientation. That’s the way we’ve been made, as we believe it to be. He’s got
to attend some sort of youth residential seminar to turn him straight again. Or
if he won’t do that, then he’s no longer welcome at his home anymore.”
“Bloody hell!” Will said.
“Yes, it was a hell of a
shouting match,” Liam said. “I couldn’t stay any longer and I’m sixteen and
think it’s allowed.”
“Yes. From what Adrian is able to tell us
it would seem as if as long as you are okay, safe and wish to remain with
friends, live independently or whatever, you can do so. It only gets complicated
if you are under sixteen. Then social services don’t get much choice and you
have to be found a place of safety.” Rick said. “But,” he continued, “and it’s
a big but… Liam’s mother could, if she chose to, contest any arrangements that
Liam makes for himself and as his responsible
adult, for now anyway, could, I’m not saying she definitely would, but it’s
possible she’d attempt to have him resume living with her till he got to
seventeen. It’d be messy and expensive for her though and with every chance a
judge would heed Liam’s views just as much as his mother’s, and with no certain
chance of success either, which actually makes it more on Liam’s side, but just
a warning it might not be plain sailing, okay?”
“Okay,” Liam and Will said,
looking nervously at each other.
“So, with all that’s been
going on, it’s been a bit hard to ask you how you felt about Liam coming to
live here with us until such time as he’s able to get along on his own,
probably after university, especially as it all blew up so late last night,” I
said.
“Um… can’t see any problem… I
mean its fine by me… good actually in some ways having someone nearer my age
here to talk to as well as you guys,” Will said.
“That’s pretty much what we
were hoping you’d feel. Thank you for saying so,” I replied. “I talked to your
dad this afternoon too and he didn’t have any problems with Liam being here
either. So that pretty much wraps that up for now.”
“Right guys, school homework
please, then come down for snacks as and when. Liam, I suggest you use the
kitchen for now until we can get your room kitted out like Will’s, okay? We
should be able to fit in an Ikea
visit on Saturday.”
“Really… Um, can we go on
Sunday, do you think? Only I work at Boots
on Saturdays?” Liam said, as Will got up from the armchair and headed back to
his room.
Can’t see why not,” I
replied. “You’ll need clothes storage, computer desk, chair, worktable and some
more bedding and towels etc, all basic stuff really. We’ll get the same as we
got for Will as that seems to fit those rooms well enough,” I said.
Liam nodded and smiled and
then picking up his school backpack went through into the kitchen to start on
his homework. Rick turned on the television and we watched a favourite
programme that we’d recorded the previous evening. Then as the news time came,
we switched to that. Liam came back into the sitting room to join us at that
point.
“All done?” I asked.
“Yeah, for now anyway,” he
replied. “I’ve some reading to do this weekend for next week, but that’s best
done Sunday, I think.”
The conversation lapsed and
Liam appeared to be deep in his own thoughts when suddenly he turned to us both
and asked
“I’m going to have to go back
to my mother’s aren’t I?” he blurted out.
“I mean, I’ve no money to
support myself.”
“What on earth gave you that
idea?” I said.
“Well, it stands to reason
doesn’t it? I mean it’s okay for you to have me for a few days, she might calm
down, but then I’ll have to go back, won’t I?”
“No, that’s not how it works
at all. When we said this is your home, that’s exactly what we meant and for us
that means supporting you fully until you can manage for yourself, which we
won’t expect to be before you leave university and get your first job on the
go, whatever that may be and even then if you want, this is still a home for
you, okay?” I said.
“I know you said that, but I
didn’t really think it was for real,” Liam replied.
“Yes, it was, unless you give
us good reason to think otherwise of you, we feel that we’d like to and because
we’re able to, help you through this difficult time. BUT, as I said before, it hinges on you doing your bit as well,
‘fitting in’ to our household, getting along with Will, as he’s here for
roughly three years, doing chores as needed and all the usual stuff any
household needs to get through, okay?” I explained.
“Yeah, I’m beginning to understand
now… but what about money? I mean its going to be a lot, isn’t it?”
“Well, day to day not that
much extra. We don’t have a huge mortgage on this house and despite what they
say about teens eating half a horse I’ve yet to actually see it… so no, you’ll
not eat us out of house and home, so don’t worry on that score. We can well
afford to keep you in food, clothes and anything needed for school studies and
later college, plus of course a small, but we think adequate, allowance for
your everyday spending needs. Will has that, so we were going to discuss
setting up the same arrangement for you. I guess you have a bank account?” I
asked.
“Yes. I’ve a card cash
account, though it’s not had much from my mother since I told her I was gay and
wouldn’t go along with her church plans. I’ve only what’s left from my savings
and holiday job that I just do on Saturdays for six hours now we’re back at
school,” He replied.
“Right, give me the details of
your account, sort code and account number and I’ll set up a payment of sixty
pounds a month, okay? That’s the same as we give Will, it’s roughly fifteen
pounds a week and should cover all your incidental expenses,” Rick said.
“My mum gave me twelve,” Liam
said.
“Really?” Rick queried.
“That’s a bit low for a sixteen year old, isn’t it?”
“Yes, that’s why I got a job
at Boots. I needed extra and I’d had the ten pounds a week since I went to the
grammar school when I was eleven. Then it went up to twelve when I was
thirteen, but no more since Dad went,” Liam said.
“So remember you’ve a place
to stay here, that’s a definite, okay? But, for instance, should things between
you and your mother improve and you wish to return there, then we’ll not be
stopping you as long as you’re sure in your own mind, that that’s what you want
to do. Okay?” Rick said.
Liam smiled at us both then
as he got up from his chair and said “I can’t believe my luck really. All I can
say is thanks. Um… I’ll be off to bed now, if that’s okay?” he said.
“Of course. Good night,
Liam,” we said.
As Liam was leaving the room
his mobile rang. He answered it while going upstairs, but within a minute he
was back in the sitting room,
“Seems my mother is ringing
round all my friends to see if she can find out where I am. She’s absolutely
livid,” he laughed. “I’d told them all to say nothing and they can’t anyway as
I’ve not said where I’m staying, or who with. I’ve just been ignoring my mum’s
calls. I left her a message to say I was okay, fine and staying with friends. I
think she’s bound to turn up at school tomorrow though, I reckon,” he said.
“Well, we’ll cross that
hurdle as and when we have to,” I told him.
Liam smiled and went back out
and up to his room.
“A worried young man,” I
commented to Rick.
“Yeah, just a little. I hope
we’ve allayed his fears a bit, though, with tonight’s discussion,” Rick
replied.
“I think so. He seemed much
happier going up just now, don’t you think?” I said.
“What about his mother? I
mean, seems she’s far from happy with the situation?” I said
“She isn’t, is she? I think
I’ll call Adrian
tomorrow morning, and would you call that Headmaster and let him know of Liam’s
new situation also? I feel it’s best we keep the guy on side by being upfront
with him. Don’t you?” Rick said.
“Agreed,” I said and we
locked up and headed for bed.
* * * * *
* * * *
The following morning we were
all at the breakfast table hurriedly getting tea and toast before Rick left for
work and the boys left for school. I was mulling over the events of the
previous day and turned to Rick and said
“I think I’d better take Will
and Liam today. I want to have a word with the Headmaster if I can, though I’ve
not made an appointment. But I think we ought to put him in the picture
confidentially?”
“Yeah, good thought.” He
paused for a moment then continued “I’ll be chatting to Adrian again today to see if there is
anything further we need to sort out as well.”
“Okay,” I replied. “I’ll see
you later then, but if there’s anything important call me and I’ll call you
also if anything occurs, okay?”
Rick nodded agreement and
picking up his keys, after a quick kiss goodbye went out through the kitchen to
the garage and off to work. The boys finished their breakfasts and after
loading the breakfast plates and cutlery into the dishwasher picked up their backpacks
and headed out to the garage and my car with me.
“What’re you going to say to
the Headmaster?” Liam asked.
“I’m simply going to give him
a change of address, the reasons behind it and the need for confidentiality in
the whole thing,” I replied.
Liam smiled back at me and
after brief consideration said
“Yes, that’s all we need to
do, isn’t it? I mean I just hope he respects my privacy, though.”
“I think you’ll find he will,
mostly because of the Data Protection Act. The school holds its records on
computer so they’re covered by the act. He’d of course have to tell the police
if asked by them, but they’re under no obligation, especially since you are
over sixteen now, to tell your mother where you are. She’s, however, quite
likely to find out sooner or later, simply because you’re still at school here
and haven’t bunked off to London or some other big city and become virtually
untraceable as a result.”
“Oh,” Liam said and then
furrowed his brow in silent thought.
“Don’t worry too much now. Just
concentrate on today at school and we’ll take each day as it comes and deal
with stuff if and when it occurs. No need to worry too much about what might
happen, okay?” I said. “After all we’re fairly sure of our ground here and
you’ve quite a lot on your side so far, according to Adrian. So let’s not be worrying too much at
this stage,” I added in a further attempt to re-assure a worried looking Liam.
“Thanks,” Liam said, smiling
weakly at me.
“Don’t worry, Liam,” said
Will from the back seat. “If your mum starts anything, I’ll just get Dad to
send in the Royal Navy to rescue you!”
At that we all collapsed into
laughter and the mood lightened considerably for the remainder of the journey
to school.
“And just where exactly are
the SBS to land?” I asked through barely concealed laughter.
“They use helicopters too!”
Will protested, amongst more giggles from Liam and me.
We’d just arrived at the
school and I pulled through the gates to the car park and took a visitor space.
The boys decamped and with a quick “See you later,” from both, they hurried off
to join their friends going through the students’ entrance.
I locked the car and then made
my way to the main entrance, through the main doors and over to the reception
desk. The receptionist on duty was the same as on previous visits. She looked
up as I entered and then glanced down at her appointment screen.
“Good morning. Mr Frost,
isn’t it?” she asked.
“Yes indeed, well
remembered,” I said.
She smiled back and looking
at her screen and then back to me said “Have you an appointment today? It’s
just there’s no one due to see the Head this morning, according to my screen.
“No, I haven’t actually, but
something rather important’s cropped up and the Head should certainly be
informed, as it directly affects a pupil here,” I replied.
“I’ll get him on the phone
and see if he can see you straight away,” she replied, as she picked up the
phone and dialled the Head’s extension.
I waited patiently as the
receptionist made the call. After a few moments she put the phone down and
turning to me said
“He’ll see you at once, but
he only has a couple of minutes. Is that okay?”
“Yes, I can be very brief,” I
replied, and clipped on the proffered Visitor
badge and took a seat. In less than a minute the Head’s secretary appeared
and after a brief exchange of greetings I followed her back to the office
complex and was ushered directly into the Headmaster’s office.
After greetings had been
exchanged I got right to the matter in hand and quickly explained he situation
regarding Liam. The Head listened, made some alterations to Liam’s file on his
computer and asked “Is his mother aware yet of where he is?”
“Not as far as we know. Its
Liam’s express wish that she not be told at this stage,” I replied.
“She’s telephoned here this
morning asking if we’d any information. At the time we weren’t aware of what’d
happened. So we advised her to contact the police. If they contact us, or the
social services department contact us, we’ll have to tell them what we know,
but, as you probably know, we’re not under any obligation to tell anyone else
if that’s Liam’s wish.”
“Thank you and yes that is
the situation,” I said.
“Well, many thanks for
keeping us so fully informed,” the Head replied. “These matters are so tricky.
I’ll be having a word with Liam sometime today. My experience is that sometimes
these things can be resolved amicably for both and sometimes not… Let us just
hope that Liam’s work is not too disrupted by all this. It’s an important two
years for him. That is my main concern through all of this,” he finished.
“Yes, it is ours too. Believe
me,” I said.
“Quite an experience for you
and Mr Masters too, isn’t it? The Head continued, “After all it was only a week
or so ago that you had no responsibility for school age teens and now you have
two of them!” He smiled. “Good luck,” he finished and offered his hand to show
that our business was concluded.
“I think we’ll need it,” I
said as I returned his smile.
I left his office and his
secretary accompanied me back to reception. I handed in my badge, returned to
the car and headed back home.
On returning home I went in
through the kitchen and filled the kettle to make a coffee. Then booting up our
laptop, finished making the drink and sat at the kitchen table to send an email
to update Adrian
of the latest position. I also sent Liam a text so he knew too what we were up
to. He didn’t reply, so I guessed he was in class and had his mobile off.
Just at that moment there was
a knock at the kitchen door. I called “Come in” and the door opened. It was
Frank.
“Morning, Paul. Okay for a
chat?” he asked.
“Hi Frank, of course. Want a
coffee?” I waved him towards a seat at the table.
“That’d be welcome. Yes
please,” he replied.
I made another mug of coffee
and putting it down on the table in front of Frank, slid back into my chair and
looked at him questioningly.
“Right, I’ll just bring you
up to date. The police have confirmed that Darren Clarke’s going to be given a
reprimand, that apparently is the new youth equivalent of the old police
caution, for his part in that accident. Mr Clarke’s had the bikes fixed, or a
new one for Justin and Will’s has been repaired. He delivered it back here this
morning, but you were out so he came to me. He’s starting work at our house in
a week’s time on the conversions. so things’ll be a right mess there for
several weeks it seems. My father’s being moved to his nursing-physio centre
today and should be installed there by tonight. I’ll be going over there to see
him settled in. I go back to the base on Sunday morning ready for a new tour of
duty from 06:00 on Monday. That’s about it from me.”
“Crikey!” I replied. “That’s some
schedule! How about you have dinner here Saturday night before you go?” I
suggested.
“That’d be very pleasant indeed,”
he said. “I’ll be spending tomorrow and Saturday clearing out rooms and storing
stuff in the garage under sheets so Clarke & Co. can get started next week.
So a meal with you guys would be very much appreciated.”
“Consider it sorted,” I said.
“Our pleasure entirely. Oh, we’ll get the boys to help too. They can do some on
Friday evening and Saturday. Will can for certain. Liam’s working for a few
hours on Saturday, so won’t be able to do very much, but I’m sure he’ll help
where he can.”
“Well, I won’t trouble Liam. He
seems to have enough on his plate right now, but my lad can certainly get stuck
in. He’s getting a new room and bathroom out of this in the end,” Frank said.
I laughed in agreement with
Frank.
“Let’s put Will’s bike back
in your garage. Then its there for him when he needs it,” Frank suggested.
“Yes, certainly,” I agreed,
and having finished our coffees, we both left the kitchen and Frank moved
Will’s bike from his own garage into ours and I locked it back to one of the
security rings we had in the wall. Frank then went back to his house to
continue his preparations for the builders and I returned to our kitchen. I’d
just got through the door when the phone rang.
“Hello?” I said.
“Have you got my son in that
sinful place?” A female spoke from the other end in an accusatory voice.
“Errm… Who’s this calling?” I
asked, my mind whirring, although I quickly realised it could only be Liam’s
mother, Mrs Russell.
“This is Mrs. C. Russell and
I’m informing you now that unless my son Liam is back home where he belongs
after school finishes this afternoon, I’ll be informing the Police and Child
Protection services,” and the line went dead.
I replaced the receiver and
then as quickly picked it up again and dialled Rick’s office number. I got
through immediately to his secretary and asked to speak to Rick. She informed
me that he was in a meeting until around noon. I glanced at the kitchen clock
and saw it was by then eleven fifteen, three quarters of an hour to wait. I
thanked her and left a message for Rick to call me as soon as he could. I then
looked up Adrian’s
office number and dialled again.
I was put through to Adrian and quickly told
him the circumstances of the call I had just had from Mrs. Russell. He asked me
for the exact words and commented that it was a shame I’d not let the answer
machine take the call so we’d have her outburst on tape.
“So what do we do now?” I
asked.
“Can you meet the boys at
school today?” he asked. “Just in case she tries anything silly.”
“What do you mean ‘tries
anything silly’?” I asked him.
“Well she may decide to be at
the school gates or something. You never know. I’m going to let the police know
what the situation is from our side now. I’ll call one of my contacts and have
a chat during lunch, okay? But don’t get into a confrontation with her in the
street. Just note what’s said, if anything, okay?” Adrian added.
“Yeah, we’ll try. I’d best
warn Liam by text I guess?” I asked.
“No harm in that,” Adrian agreed. “I’ll be
back in touch as soon as I’ve talked to my contact. So sit tight. Nothing to
worry about, okay?”
“Easy for you. You’ve not got
the bloody woman yattering down the phone at you,” I replied.
“Oh, that’s nothing. Wait
till you get battered with her handbag!” Adrian
laughed.
“Thanks a bunch. I know who
my friends are now….! No, really, Ade,
we do appreciate very much your efforts with this mess,” I replied.
“Okay, I’ll call later,” he
said and rang off.
Just then my own mobile went
off with a text message. It was Liam asking me to collect them both from the
school’s other entrance at ten to four. I sent a confirmation and asked him to
confirm where the other entrance was. He quickly did that so I knew where to
go.
I started to prepare the
evening supper, more to give me something to take thoughts away from the
problems that seemed to be crowding in on our lives all of a sudden. I took a
pack of minced beef from the fridge and browned it off in a pan. Then peeling a
few spuds and boiling them for mashed potatoes I made a simple cottage pie
adding some peas chopped carrots and a red wine gravy to the dish I had turned
the mince into. I covered the mix with the mash and set it aside to cook later.
I turned my attention back to
my laptop to check for any new emails. There were a few work related ones and I
dealt with them over the next half hour. I Looked at my watch and it was just
after ten past three. So I tidied away and left in my car to collect the lads.
The school’s rear exit was on the playing field side of the school and there
were no parking spaces, just a gate in the wall. As I approached the gate Will
and Liam suddenly appeared from the gate onto the pavement and were grinning
away at me. I pulled into the kerb and
they quickly got in the car and laughing away together. Will turned to me and
said
“Wow, that’s getting hairy. We’d
got the twins checking the main entrance and they saw Liam’s mum there with her
car waiting and sent a text. We’d decided at lunchtime to duck out this way.
Liam thought she’d do something like this. So we changed the way out to avoid
her,” he said.
“I was pretty much expecting
that after your text this morning. So we made plans,” Liam added.
“Well, we can’t do this every
day till you leave school,” I said. “Something’s got to be sorted out soon,” I
added.
“I knew that she had found
out where I was staying from friends at morning break,” Liam explained. “My
mum’s been phoning absolutely everyone I knew and well word spread round so it
wasn’t that hard to work it out,”
“I’m afraid I thought that’d
happen with you staying locally and carrying on at school,” I told him.
Once home the boys made
snacks and drinks and headed for their rooms. I guessed it was to get changed
or sort out homework. I turned on the oven so as to cook the pie I’d made for
supper and put the kettle on for a cup of tea for myself. I’d just finished
making that when Rick came in from the garage and I noticed the time was just
after five forty.
I pointed at the kettle and
he nodded at me with a smile. I made him a brew and we sat together at the table,
lost in our own thoughts. After several minutes I turned to Rick and said
“We haven’t overstretched
ourselves with this situation, have we?”
“No, I don’t think so. There
were always going to be hiccups and I agree this was an unexpected and
unplanned for situation, but I’m beginning to relish the fact that we can
actually make a difference for Liam in this nightmare he’s found himself in…
especially as it’s through no fault of his own,” Rick emphasised.
“Oh I’m with you all the way
there, but I had to do a cloak and dagger back entrance pickup from school this
afternoon just to avoid any problems with Liam’s mother who we know was lying in wait at
the main entrance this afternoon.”
“Yes, I guessed that might
happen from what Adrian
was telling me earlier, but we’ve not to worry, just not rise to any bait she
throws up - if we get confronted at all. That’s what Ade suggests.”
“Easier said than done
though, especially if she starts on Liam and gets personal or homophobic,” I
replied.
“I know, but I have a feeling
that we can certainly cope and the pressures a bit exciting, don’t you think?
After all, we’ve had a pretty cosy time since leaving Uni and this is adding
some new dimensions, isn’t it?” Rick said grinning back at me.
“New dimensions certainly. When
do we go on the crash course in parenting?”
We both laughed at that and Rick
replied,
“We’re on it; it’s a
practical, not a theoretical course!”
“You know, we mustn’t forget
us in this equation you know. Easily done I think, but we need some time for us
too,” I said.
“Oh! I’ve some thoughts on
that if you can just wait a few days. Okay?” He grinned at me. “Can’t say now
but I’ve an idea that you’ll like something I’m planning for a couple of
weekends’ time… just the two of us.”
I just looked Rick right in
the eyes and simply knew why I fell for him in the first place… He’d
anticipated my feelings and was already planning special time for us.”
I smiled back and was about
to reply when the door bell went. I looked at Rick and asked “Expecting anyone?
Is Adrian
coming over or anything?”
“Not as far as I know. He’ll
come though if we’ve any problems,” he replied.
I got up and made my way down
the hall to the front door. I opened it and found a man on the doorstep, smart
casual dress, carrying a briefcase and a file folder.
“Yes?” I asked.
The man presented an official
I.D card and then said
“I’m Gerald Robinson, a
social worker with the borough with childcare responsibilities. I believe
there’s a Liam Russell staying at this address?”
“Yes,” I replied, “you'd
better come in.”
End of Chapter 18
Hope you all are enjoying this story so far. I am also published on IOMFATS and now have both Google and Yahoo groups, they have the same content
just choose the one that suits you best. Chapters, pictures and
information is all there especially for those non-British readers.
I
have very much enjoyed your emails, it was a bumber crop last chapter.
I very much enjoyed reading them and yes, I do get to answer them all,
mostly the same day but if not soon after. The next chapter will be up
in around ten days.
Paul Jamison
pauljamisonuk@googlemail.com