Chapter TenPauline Greenfield sat in a corner seat in the lounge bar of a country pub some ten miles from where she lived. When she had a lunch-time drink with David Maddocks, she always thought it best to be off her own doorstep. People so often came to the wrong conclusions. For the past couple of years she had occasionally had a lunch-time drink with David when her husband was away on trips. It helped break up the loneliness for her, compensate for the lack of contact with other people. How David always seemed to know when her husband was away, she was never really sure. Yet he could always be relied on to telephone as soon as she was alone. Today was different. She had rung David.
Pauline saw nothing wrong with her relationship with David Maddocks, though she did keep it from her husb
