Chase couldn’t stand it—he just couldn’t stand it!
For weeks, Donna had been ringing every day, then every hour, and now even here on the farm, she’s been bugging him.
He picked the mobile up and threw it across the room, but still it rang.
He picked up his landline phone and tossed that too.
Ah, but soon the emails will come...
So with one swoop, he cleared his entire desk of its contents: the computer, papers, his lamp, his coffee, everything, crashing in one swoop, a smash of glass, and chaos, with no relief or reprieve because Amaya walked in.
"Out now!" he roared at her, but Amaya just stood there, frozen. "Get out!" "NOW!"
Except she didn't; she just stood there, eyes wide in shock and then, worse, with tears in them, refusing to leave, refusing to go. So he stormed out of his
