The limousine was prepared and she made sure that she had plenty of Moet in the side pocket and she was ready. She told the driver and they were off.

For the next 2 hours the lady just sat in the car thinking about what she as going to do. She would have to run into him and recognize him; she just hoped he would recognize her as well. She thought about skiing how she wished she had taken those lessons when she was a child, but she didn't and she thought as the car was pulling up to a small log cabin, you can't change the past; but you can make the future better. Her late father had taught her everything that she knew. She was a great role model and was always there for her; whenever, whatever. She had always been able to confide in him and he was the best teacher that she had ever had. Although she had gone to Claremont primary school and Sydney girls for her whole school life. The basic lessons of life are only learnable at home or out of school as there are fewer restrictions on you. Such as recess and lunch are only ever sort periods of the day and there really isn't enough time to have a proper conversation with anyone. When the car had pulled up into the driveway and she had gotten out of the car she saw the husband. He was driving along the main road to town. Her first thought was to follow him but then she realized it would look a bit suspicious if a limousine was following him. She decided that she would have to go into town and buy another car. She had always wanted a Porsche 911 and this was the perfect opportunity. So she had her suitcases taken up to her room and unpack everything, she had to lie on her bed. Just to make sure that it was as soft as she had remembered. It was. She started to feel hungry so she got the maid to make a elegant dinner for her and asked if her neighbour, who had been recently knighted, if he would come over for a quite celebration between the two of them. He was delighted that she called and agreed to come straight away. Although she had told him that was the occasion she had her own reasons for wanting this man over. She went down to the wine cellar and picked out a bottle of Moet. Her favourite and took it upstairs so she could make sure that everything looked its best. She went to her room and got changed. She put on her new black dress, backless and tied on both sides, and put on some Channel No.5, anther favourite. She was waiting for only about a minute before the doorbell rang. She sat in her chair and hoped she didn't look too anxious. The maid came in moments later and announced that he was here. She got up and walked to the door. When she got there she was greeted with a kiss on the cheek and a bouquet of flowers, with daffodils, roses and daisies. She was delighted and asked the maid to quickly get a vase, as she didn't want them to die quicker than they had to. They sat down and ate. While eating they talked about the bank interest, stock exchange, inflation and other business works. After they had finished eating she invited him into the living room where they drank Moet and talked about more personal issues. This was the perfect time she thought. She poured him another glass of wine and asked him if he knew the husband. He said that he was very good friends with the husbands late mother. She then asked when the mother had died and the reply was somewhat strange. The husband's mother had passed away 4 years ago. But for some reason the husband was never informed. She started to think but suddenly returned to the room as the man said that he had to leave. She got up and thanked the man generously for coming to dinner. He replied with the thanks should go to your cook and that he hoped they could do it again sometime. As she walked up to her room she kept wondering why the husband had never been informed of his mothers death.