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It was a few days later when Lena called around. I opened the door, "Hi Lena" well, what else would you say?
"Is Jools in?"
"No Lena she is in her office in town today, shall I tell her you called round?"
"No, God no. Look, about the other day, you know, what I said."
"Lena, come inside, sit down and just relax. Where's Henry, is she all right?"
Lena came in and I shut the door behind her, I asked her if she wanted a coffee, she just shook her head. I sat on the settee, Lena sat next to me.
"I looked in Henry's room and I found my diaries, I took them back and I have put them where she will never find them."
"Did you confront her about it?"
"No, what's the point? It would be just more lies. I simply tidied her room and changed her bed. When she realises that they are no longer in her room she will just assume I found them when I made her bed and hopefully that is that. Henry is fine, she is at work today."
"So, and what about you, more to the point how are you, after our talk the other day? No bad dreams brought on by forgotten memories I hope?"
"No. Look, I, well, I felt something, something unexpected, and it kind of embarrasses me and I don't know what to do about it."
"Lena, I don't know what you mean, did you mean you want to go and find your father?"
"God no, he is dead to me, no, no it was other things, something else I felt, and I am in a quandary."
"Well, when I feel like that I just act on my instincts, I go where my gut sends me. It usually works out right."
"Can I ask you something really personal?"
"Of course. I reserve the right not to answer though."
"Do you and Jools have a healthy sex life?"
"What? Where the hell did that question come from?"
"Please, it is important to me."
"Well, as it happens, no we don't. She has an issue down there." That of course is not true, Jools and I fuck like rabbits as often as we can, we do however have an agreement. We can do what we like with whomever we like, but we have to be beyond discrete, no one must know or suspect. No point in Lena knowing that.
"So, is your marriage safe, are you going to split up?"
"Safe as houses, no worries there." Well, there were other reasons that we were safe as houses, but discretion and not drawing attention to ourselves was important.