Chapter 33

“Oh, Paul, I really am

sorry.” Trevor was. He’d acted impetuously and now regretted it.

“I’ll try and calm her down, steer her away from you.”

“No, I think it’s best you

leave well alone. Goodness knows what you’d have to tell

her.”

“If you had someone else,

that’d put her off. Trish is a firm believer in not encroaching on

other people’s territory. Whatever happened to Cindy? She seemed

like a nice enough woman.”

“Things had sort of grown

stale between us, but neither of us seemed to want to call it off.

Eventually Cindy did, and I think we’re both happier she

did.”

The two moved into the

living room and unconsciously took up their usual spots, Trevor in

the recliner and Paul on the sofa.

** * *

Although it tested his

new-found resolve—for the next couple of

weeks, every time Paul suggested he and Trevor “do something

together”—Trevor always managed to come up with an excuse not to

go. He could tell Paul was confused, even hurt, but Trevor had to