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Jeff’.
    ‘Well that’s as may be, sir, but my priority at the moment is to make sure Toby feels secure and isn’t scared that I’m going to suddenly leave his life like his Mum did’.
    ‘I’m sure you’re doing a great job of that’ said Hayward. ‘Although it isn’t easy for us men to take over the nurturing, emotional role with children that women are so good at’.
    ‘Oh I disagree, sir’ said Jeff, firmly. He was highly sensitive to the still widely accepted view that women cope better as single parents than men do. ‘You just have to man up and use some emotional intelligence. That’s all it requires’.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    SORCERER THREE
    Jenny Lake was preparing a chilli with jacket potatoes and salad for dinner when her husband Ed came in. 
    ‘You’ll stir a hole into the bottom of that pan’ said Ed as he watched Jenny staring into the pot of chilli like it contained some kind of secret.
    ‘What?’
    ‘You looked like you were miles away’.
    ‘I was’. She looked at him. He seemed restless. ‘What’s wrong with you?’
    ‘I’ve just been talking to the police’ said Ed. He sat down at the table and rubbed his face in his hands. ‘They came down to the sorting office just after I’d finished my round. They want to speak to George. They asked me all kinds of questions about him’.
    ‘And what did you tell them about your dear old step-father?’
    ‘I answered their questions’ said Ed, even though he hadn’t told the police anything that he really should tell them. ‘They will want to speak to you too. They’ll probably try and contact you tomorrow’.
    ‘I don’t know what I can tell them about anything’.
    ‘I’m sure you’ll think of something’.
    ‘Ed, are you ever going to tell me what all the animosity is about between you and George? I mean, you and I have been married twenty years and it’s always been the same’
    ‘I wouldn’t call it animosity’ said Ed. ‘I’d call it pure hatred’.
    ‘Somebody called Ronnie Wiseman is accusing him of all sorts of horrible things’ said Jenny. ‘It’s probably only for attention. His sort are like that’.
    ‘And what would you know about his sort, Jenny?’
    ‘You’ve only got to look at the picture of him in the paper’.
    ‘And from that you know all about him and his life, do you?’
    ‘No, but I know George and I know that he would never be capable of doing the kind of dreadful things that Ronnie Wiseman has accused him of’.
    ‘Then you carry on thinking you know it all because believe me Jenny, you know absolutely nothing’.
    ‘Then you tell me, Ed’.
    ‘I can’t be bothered’.
    ‘You never can be, Ed. That’s the trouble’.
    Jenny dished up and placed the dinner down on the table. They’d lived in the same semi-detached in Chorlton since Gabby was a baby but over the years Ed had used up all the equity for loans secured on the property. Ed was adopting his usual head-in-the-sand attitude towards the latest financial crisis involving paying for Gabby’s wedding. But Jenny knew that they had to get real about it. Their only option was to ask Ed’s mother for the money to pay for Gabby’s wedding and she would have to make Ed see that. He’d have to swallow his pride for the sake of their daughter. Jenny didn’t know what to think anymore. They were both young. They’d kept their looks and their shape, although that was easier for Ed considering all the walking he had to do in his job as a postman. They’d both turned forty last year and celebrated with a holiday in Turkey that had made a lasting impression on their credit cards in as much as they still hadn’t made much of a dint in paying them off. But they’d had a good time. They’d actually laughed on that holiday for the first time in years and Jenny had been reminded why she’d fallen in love with Ed in the first place. She still had a strong physical attraction for him. But the rest of the