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February 2017

Cain headed into the Woolpack on the cold Friday evening in mid February. He had a stressful day and was intent on drinking his problems away. The garage was causing him grief, he was struggling to find child care for his young lad Kyle, after much protesting Zac had agreed to have him for an hour so he could have an hour to himself, this single Dad thing wasn't easy. Chas walked over to him and a worried smile crossed her features "I don't want any trouble Cain" he looked slightly puzzled and she nodded towards his estranged wife sat over by the fire place, Cain's face darkened as he noticed the man opposite her. "She says he is interested in using the farm for some business but my guess is he is interested in more than her cows" Cain nodded slightly as Chas placed a beer in front of him "She just wants a quiet life"

"She tell you that did she?"

"Pretty much, she wants to get on with her life, you need to let her go"

"You need to stop thinking you can tell me what to do" he snapped before placing his beer on the bar and storming towards Moira "This looks cosy"

"Cain please just leave me alone" she spoke quietly, clearly afraid of a scene being caused

"I hope you are happy" he spoke before turning away. Blimey, how had he managed that, he had turned away. Once back at the bar he downed the remaining drags of his pint before saying "Put another in there for us".

"Cain I don't" Chas began but Cain interrupted

"I know, you don't want any trouble Chas but you know what nor do I, I need to concentrate on Kyle". Chas pulled him another pint

"Glad to hear it" she spoke as she passed another drink to him "Same again luv" he looked up to see the woman stood a few steps away

"He is just a farming contact, Oliver Bradbury" she defended

"Makes no difference to me. You are free to see who you want"

"I know" she paused "It's just after Christmas Eve I didn't want you to have the wrong idea"

"You made your feelings perfectly clear Moira more than once. I just hope he is good enough for you"

"He is a good man"

"Just remember you used to say that about me and look how that turned out". He moved to the door, leaving his half finished pint on the bar and Moira sighed as she handed some money to Chas

"So" Chas spoke "What happened Christmas Eve?" she asked

"Nothing worth mentioning obviously. Do you know what I deserve to be happy and maybe Oliver is the man to do that". Chas watched her head back to the man, she knew how perfect Moira was for Cain and she hated seeing them both so unhappy being apart, but now a reconcile seemed miles from reality.

Moira glanced up to the man who had just brought her home. He was undeniable good looking, tall, dark and handsome. His hair styled to perfection, his piercing blue eyes and defined cheek bones, his smile reaching from ear to ear. He sighed as he gently touched her face, "You are an amazing woman you know?" he spoke "Your ex, I am guessing he didn't realise how lucky he was"

"Something like that"

"Do you still love him?"

"I wish I could say I didn't but at the moment, I don't really know" he nodded slightly "I have always felt drawn to him, I can't explain it but he is poison, I need a fresh start"

"Like a new man"

"Maybe" she laughed "I just I don't know what I want, what will happen with Cain"

"Whatever you want, I will be here" he smiled before gently touching her cheek. He moved into her lips and kissed her gently. Moira kissed him back for a few moments before pulling away "I really like you Moira"

"I should get inside, I have an early start tomorrow"

"How about tomorrow?" he asked "Can I take you out on a date?"

"I don't know, it's difficult"

"Just a meal and some drinks, no pressure, just a bit of fun, surely you deserve that"

"You are right, I do deserve that but I am not sure I am ready to give up on my marriage just yet"

"Okay, if you change your mind, call me".

Cain stormed into Wishing Well cottage and Zac glanced up from the newspaper he was reading. He could see the anger his son was feeling, it was very obvious as he slammed the door. "Careful son, you will wake Kyle". Cain stood on the spot looking more and more angry. "Cain, what's the matter with you son?" he asked. He glanced at the photo on the cabinet of him and Moira on their wedding day and his anger overwhelmed him again, he took the photo and threw it across the room, watching it smash on the floor, he sighed, that hadn't made him feel any better. "Son, please"

"I want to hate her so much, but I can't, I love her"

"I know, you could still work it out Cain" Zac spoke "If you talk to her"

"She was in the pub, with another man"

"Oh no son, what have you done?"

"Nothing, I did nothing, I let her go" Zac glanced down, finding it to much to look at his son, Cain was clearly overwhelmed by sadness, which Zac had mistook for anger. "Where is Kyle?" Cain asked breaking the silence

"In bed, been as good as gold" Cain moved to the stairs "Where are you going?"

"To get my son and get out of here, there is no way I am sticking around to watch her shack up with another man"

"Cain, wait until morning, when you will be thinking more clearly"

"I am thinking clearly, me and Kyle that's all that matters" he stormed up the stairs and Zac sighed, he knew he wouldn't change his sons mind, all he could do was prey he saw sense soon enough.

The slight knock on the door startled Zac and he sat upright in his chair that he often found himself drifting off to sleep in. Rubbing his eyes he pushed up into his tired feet and headed to the front door and pulled it open "Moira, what are you doing here love?" he spoke as he ushered her in from the rain. He closed the door behind her and turned to her sad face. The hurt and pain she had been through this last year was unbearable to think about, he honestly didn't know how she kept going.

"Sorry to disturb you so late, I wouldn't of knocked had the lights not been on but I need to see Cain"

"He isn't here"

"Oh, I thought he would be home by now"

"He has been and gone"

"Do you know when he will be back, it's important"

"Oh love, I don't think he is coming back, he took Kyle and left, I can try and ring him" she looked slightly shell-shocked and Zac sighed "I'll grab my phone". He noticed Moira's eyes drift over the broken frame that now rested on the coffee table, broken glass on top of it and he let out a gentle sigh "He was upset Moira"

"Yeah? Looks more like anger to me and here was me thinking he had changed"

"He has Moira just give him a chance" she glanced to the man she looked upon as a dad and shook her head

"On second thoughts, don't worry about phoning him"

"Moira"

"No, he will never change, I deserve someone who won't react with violence every time he doesn't get his own way" she headed to the door "Sorry to have disturbed you Zac".

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