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your husband, and if you carry on like that it can only
    end up in tears."
    "Oh shut up, mother, you just don't understand," April had
    snapped.
    "I understand alright, and if you don't want him in your
    bed, there are plenty of women who'll welcome him into theirs."
    "Starting with you, I suppose," snapped April, putting her
    hand up to her mouth in shock the moment her words were out, and wishing she
    could recall them.
    "I'd have him in split-second, but we both know that's not
    going to happen, so stop your stupid rambling. You don't know what you're
    saying, or the damage your words can cause."
    Instead of apologising to her mother, April rushed out the
    room, saying over her shoulder, "You can have him, then, I don't want him."
    Grant followed her upstairs with just a shrug towards Edna;
    and it was a long cold night with no reprieve, because April kept her back to
    him and refused to speak at all. Since that day, Edna seemed to go out of her
    way to annoy April and lead her on by paying too much attention to him. She
    would give him the best portions at meal times; sit on the sofa next to him
    during the evenings, even holding his hand on occasion.
     Then she started with the morning kisses, which Grant
    thought were just to annoy April. And maybe they were at first. But this last
    week or two, she'd become more amorous than before; even to the extent of
    pressing her scantily clad body into his during the clinches.
    It was becoming
    embarrassing, because with the lack of sexual activity his early morning
    erections were harder than he'd known and lasted much longer. Edna seemed to be
    aware of this, and used every opportunity to take advantage of his condition.
    He was most hopeful of getting the order from the company in
    Oldham, and perhaps this would turn everything in his favour. If they could
    also find a nice place to live and move away from Leeds, that would be the
    icing on the cake. He picked up his pen once again, and set about completing
    his report.
    When he climbed into bed some twenty minutes later, he could
    tell from her breathing that April was asleep, so he lay on his back thinking…

CHAPTER 6
     
    The next morning Joyce was up early as usual, cooking a
    large breakfast for Cyril, who insisted on going to work with a full stomach.
    He was sitting at the kitchen table, reading the morning newspaper and had very
    little to say.
    She slipped a plate filled with sausage, eggs and bacon
    before him and pushed the laden toast rack closer, before pouring herself a cup
    of tea and sitting down opposite him. Sipping on the tea, she watched him eat
    his meal with the occasional nod and grunt of appreciation, and she couldn't
    help smiling.
    Life was good for them, apart from the occasional upset
    caused by her nemesis, Beryl Bainbridge, and she didn't want things to change.
    Despite his moaning, Cyril earned a good salary with excellent annual bonuses,
    and neither of them was extravagant with money, so she was sure there was a
    good little nest egg in his bank account.
    She wasn't sure how much, because he
    was old fashioned about domestic finances, but he gave her an excellent monthly
    allowance, which she never managed to completely spend.
    If only she could find some way to stop his wandering hands
    at the office.
    Once he'd left for work, giving her the standard perfunctory
    peck on the cheek, she slipped on her coat and walked down the avenue. It was
    only a short walk around the block to the cottage that was to let, and she was
    pleased to note the sign was still in place. After making a note of the Estate
    Agency name and phone number, she went home.
    An hour later she called the agents and learned that it was
    still available, so without wasting another second, she called Grant's home
    number.
    "Hello, Grant. I'm sorry to call you so early, but I wanted
    to let you and April know the cottage near my home is still available."
    "Oh, that is good news, thanks for letting me know."
    "What I suggest is