Two weeks passed and Keiron was working hard to avoid Kimberly as much as possible. She called often and turned up at the office unannounced regularly. Everyone in the building hid when she arrived, no one liked her. She was rude, loud and brassy. Keiron had agreed to have lunch with her today, hoping this would cool her off a bit. He was about to get into his car when his phone buzzed in his pocket. He smiled when he saw Debbie's name, "Hi baby, how are you?" "I'm good thanks honey," she replied, "how are you doing? How is work today?" "Not bad actually," Keiron sat in the car, "I'm just about to head to a lunch meeting." He didn't see the point in mentioning Kimberly. "Ok, I might not be home when you get in, I'm visiting Klara," she informed him, "But I left some rice and steame

