"David please believe me," she was almost begging, "they are rich, they have powerful friends and they are totally ruthless. The way I am taking is the only way and you cannot help."
"But I..."
"No. Say no more." Wendy was firm but I did not want to let it go. I was about to continue when she said, "I said two answers."
"Yes." I was confused.
"You are fifty six, I am fifty seven," Wendy stating the obvious, "and neither of us wants to wait another nineteen years."
"Definitely not." I replied firmly.
"My task is nearing the end and if you want to wait..."
"I'll wait." My turn to sound desperate.
"We can retire early, both of us, maybe in a few years, and spend our Winter together."
"Just one winter?" My hopes had been raised then dashed.
"Our Winter." Wendy said. "I believe our li
