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1.
The windmill was bathed in darkness as he parked the bedraggled car outside. He was exhausted; wanting nothing more than a hot cup of tea. Proper tea; the stuff that turned hot water brown. The type you could add sugar and milk to. The type his ex wife wouldn't have entertained having in the house. He shrugged his duffle coat off, hanging it on the magician's wand coat rack an old friend had bought him. He shook his unruly curls before making his way up inside the windmill thinking about happy he was he hadn't sold the old place when he had got married. Opening the door to his living room he stopped cold in his tracks.
"Hello Jonathan."
"How? When?"
"No, we discussed this before. If someone says hello you answer hello. Or hi. It's tradition."
"Well, it's tradition not to break into the place someone lives. Especially when they've not seen the occupant for over five years." He stared at the visitor who merely raised an eyebrow.
"It's also tradition to tell your friend when you get married!"
"Yes! When you know where they are!"
"I missed you!"
"I got divorced!" Jonathan stated firmly.
"What? Why?"
"Divorced. As in no longer married. Because I wasn't good enough for Penny; as her parents and current fiancé kept telling her. Because she wasn't you."
"I thought that would be a good thing."
"I missed you too." He smiled at her. "Welcome home, Maddy." She stepped towards him, pulling him into a bear hug.
"Thanks."
"Actually, not that I'm not pleased to see you, why are you here? It's late and."
"You're pleased to see me?"
"Course I am." He smiled slightly - his unruly hair falling into his face. "Doesn't answer my question though."
"Ok." She stepped back. "I think someone is trying to kill me and I don't know what to do."
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