“What’s Dad doing? He’s always out there in the shed! You sure, he hasn’t got another woman stashed out there?”
Pam had no idea. It was his space. A no go zone. She left him to it.
However, the deeper Brian tunnelled into retirement, the less he came out, and Pam was starting to wonder whether she should be concerned. Surely, it couldn’t hurt to peek? Not that Pam was complaining. She hadn’t burned her bra in the 70’s, to end up cooking hot lunches for hubby now. Indeed, with or without Brian, she was setting sail on a cruise, and breaking free.