They dance on. The dance ends. The music ends. The evening ends with the two of them waiting by the local taxi rank. She’s wearing his coat again. H...’s keeping as warm as possible by holding her close but it really isn’t working and he’s shivering. ‘What now?’ she asks as they finally get into a minicab. ‘Now? Now I’ll drop you off then go home and have a cold shower, or I’ll get no sleep at all tonight.’ ‘You don’t have to.’ ‘Have a cold shower? Yes I do. Well, there is an alternative but -‘. They gathered in the living room to wait for the women to return. The one thing that she didn’t have was a television, so they were stuck sitting there looking at each other. Of course, Tim and Benny were comfortable with doing that, but Mr. Miller wasn’t. The silence was getting on his nerves.“So you’re Benny.”“Yes.”“I don’t really know you.”“That’s right.”“You are around my daughter a lot. I should probably know a little something about you.”“I’m Cathy’s boyfriend.”“I know that.”“So what else. More

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