They were at the crematorium in plenty of time. Mandy helped Jack from the car, he was still sore, they kissed and she straightened his bow tie. ‘You know you have style.’ She put her arm in his and they walked towards the chapel; the first time I have put my arm in his she thought, and snuggled into him.
‘Cold?’ Jack asked.
It was a glorious day, but there was a cooling breeze, not quite summer. ‘No, I’m feeling a bit Roman Candle, enjoying the feeling of being with you, is that bad?’
Jack stopped and turned, ‘Yes, you are a very bad girl.’
‘Oooh, and what are you going to do about it?’ Mandy replied with a cheeky grin.
‘Later.’
‘Oh, I’ve gone all weak at the knees, Master.’
‘A bit unseemly?’
‘Hello, Sir, have you met my Master, Jane?’ Mandy replied to the Commander, ‘you may not
