I know that I am no writer, but enjoy messing about.

THE VISIT.

I have just been told that I can have two days away. That’s plenty. I will visit without him knowing, just watch and listen. Once I knew him so well, I will be able to spot any major changes.

Of course, words of what he has been doing get back to me. Even being here now someone will tell you.

The things that you hear are strange, for instance, I heard that he had broken his lawn mower, and i know that would have annoyed him. He always was a bit slow too spend his money.

I was told that he saw a notice in the supermarket, “Lawn Mower for sale, nearly new” and ‘phoned about it, it wasn’t any good though, it was too small for his large amount of grass.

I was also told that he continued to speak to the woman very regularly after that.

I was watching as he left his house and knew where he was going, he was meeting her for the first time, of course I followed him.

Up the garden path and he rings the doorbell, I can see over his shoulder, his hand is shaking. I see her as she opens the door, she looks just right for him.

I quickly make up my mind, yes, she can borrow him for a while.

I gently touch his heart, and I go back.