I was sat in the lounge, pretending to read the newspaper, but in actual fact wondering what was going on next door. David, my father-in-law, had returned home an hour ago after dropping my wife at the railway station. He’d said a brief hello to me on his return before he’d been ushered into the kitchen by his wife, Sheila, a faint look of surprise on his face. It was now a week since

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