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Stan, as the driver, could only have one small glass, but Anne could feel her nose and upper lip going numb before the end. At about ten thirty, with the wine gone, Anne grabbed Stan’s arm and looked at his watch… ‘Probably time to go, Stan. Nice watch, by the way.’ ‘It was a gift from Caron.’ There was a long pause. ‘Who was Caron?’ asked Anne ‘My wife. She died last November.’ ‘Oh, God. I’m so sorry, Stan. I didn’t mean…’ ‘No, that’s all right, Anne. Oh, it still hurts, but I’m trying to get on with life, now.’ There was another long moment’s silence before he continued, ‘You’re right, we ought to go, there’s work in the morning.’ Stan stood, to assist Anne out of her chair, but despite the wine, Anne succeeded in erecting herself without help, albeit with a slight falter. On the way to the cloakroom, Anne nearly tripped and Stan moved to hold her, but she kept her balance – just. The moment’s levity was enough to break the slightly sombre mood that had descended, and Anne giggled.

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