“Me too.” I added. Sex “You okay?”
“Yeah, I guess,” she replied. “How’s the wife?” She grinned. I felt sorry for them though, her ma and pa, and family. Number 2 was still talking to me, unlike her elder sister who had battened down the hatches very much on the side of her mum after everything came out. Twisting my head to the side I smiled down at the beautiful face next to me. “Me too.” I added. There was no way that I could just go back to domestic harmony. That had all happened in the past twelve months, to the day, since we had played out the final act, here on this very mountainside. The four short months that my Little girl and I were together changed my life forever. “There will be, in time,” I offered paternal words of wisdom. I now performed procedures on the NHS alone, that way I felt I was giving something back, for some reason I felt the need. She never asked what her name was, which was a good job because I didn’t know, but she saw messages on my phone. Body into the sea to be washed away, weighted so it would sink. “You look stunning,” and it was true, she did. It triggered memories … too many really.
