I resolved to tackle the intruder myself.The stairway was dark but I know it well and felt no need to light the gas mantles. I made my way to the kitchen. The crunch of broken glass beneath my feet and the draft of cold air from an open window told me that there was, indeed, an unwelcome visitor.I made my way back to the hall. A flicker of light from a shrouded lantern briefly lit up the edge of the door to my consulting rooms. I worked my way silently along the corridor towards it. Noises from inside suggested that whoever was there was busily searching the room.Taking my opportunity and believing that whoever was there would be sufficiently distracted by their task not to detect my approach, I slid the door open.Crouched over my desk a black-clad figure was rummaging through my papers and files.I came upon the figure from behind, taking him – for I assumed the figure must be male –completely by surprise, grabbing with both my arms and wrestling him around and away from the desk. As. He was still so out of it he even forgot to kiss Annie on the way by. Carol just shook her head sadly.By the time they finished breakfast, it was time for Carol’s youngest, Amy, to have her breakfast. Or maybe it was snack time? Or... ? What the hell ... the infant wanted Mommy’s nipple and that’s exactly what she got.Ann received an education in motherhood and “quality time.” She had read an endless series of articles aimed at professional women professing that it didn’t matter if the woman worked outside the home. After all, the articles said, she could substitute the quality of the time she spent with the infant for mere quantity. But what Ann learned was that “quality time” was being there for the infant on the infant’s timetable, not the mother’s.Carol was nursing the infant at her breast and cooing at it when they heard the car drive up in front. With the baby still firmly attached to her nipple, she went out the front door to welcome her guests.Paul was awake by this time. He.
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