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She opened the room for her daughters and suggested that they order a light snack and eat in the room then they could watch tv before having an early night. Their murmurings suggested compliance which suited Jane. "I'll give your father a quick ring to see what time he's arriving tomorrow," Jane shouted through the door, fumbling with the key to her own room. When she entered the room Jane was pleasantly surprised to see a spacious room with a four-poster tucked away in the corner. Delightful. Should she ring Dave or open the letter? Perhaps she ought to ring Dave first then she could relax. She searched in her bag for her mobile and reached his voicemail; he was too busy to speak to anyone! Typical.   "Hi Dave, it's Jane. Arrived safely, the hotel is pleasant. I had hoped to have spoken to you but I am sure that you must still be busy working. Poor thing! Ring me back when you get this message and let me know which train you are catching tomorrow....

" I still don't know why I had to come!" Those were the only audible words uttered by Jane's youngest daughter during that tedious three-hour journey from London. Trying to ignore this eleven year old sullen child was not the easiest thing in the world. Surviving in the jungle without food might have been easier thought Jane. Steph continued to glare at Jane expecting some kind of retaliation. She tensed her body with one of her usual calculating mannerisms before muttering through clenched teeth like a wild animal ready to explode: "Daddy isn't here! Why can't I go home and stay with daddy? I want to go home!" This child was extremely stubborn when she set her mind to anything and insensitive to other people's feelings. Her physical as well as her emotional resemblance to her father was so uncanny, not just one but two temperamental individuals who could both be exasperatingly unmanageable free spirits, impossible to live with at the same tim...