The next day all four of them turned up at Des's flat. Sheelagh let them in and Brian shut the door behind them. Des had left some boxes in the hallway. Some had some stuff in but the rest were empty. Sheelagh saw them then started crying, Patrick put his arm round her shoulders.
"Sorry," Sheelagh said.
"It's okay. Where's your bedroom? I'll pack your clothes if you like," Patrick replied. Sheelagh nodded and dried her eyes. She pointed to a door near to them.
"Thanks," Sheelagh whispered.
"No problem," Patrick kissed her nose then went into the room she had pointed to, leaving the door open. Brian went into the bathroom with a box and Gina and Sheelagh went into the living room.
A couple of hours later they had finished packing Sheelagh's stuff. The boxes were in the boot of Brian's car and Sheelagh, Brian, Gina and Patrick were in the kitchen drinking the drink Sheelagh had made for them. They were just standing in the kitchen chatting.
"You know, it's a good thing that you never married Des in a church Sheelagh." Brian said suddenly.
"You didn't?" Patrick looked at Sheelagh and asked. Sheelagh shook her head. Patrick turned away looking thoughtful.
Sorry it's only a short chapter.