Only a refracted light came though the edges of the curtains, accompanied by a chill; Mandy guessed a sea mist. They cuddled, the night had been about reparation. “Probably why people courted, to get to know one another”, Jack had said. Mandy derred. She was wearing one of Jack’s shirts and lay facing away. He wrapped his arm around her and gently didn’t undo the buttons; she did it for him. ‘I’m definitely putting you on that course, how to undo buttons, bra straps, for the inept male,’ she turned, and the passion was released in a frenzy.
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About midday, Jack and Mandy shared brunch with Colleen and Michael, the mist was breaking and the sun brightening, all seemed right with the world for Jack, just the nagging in the back of his mind, the case, something pushing to the surface; t
