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289%u201cWhy, huh?%u201d She asked.%u201cOne of the teachers there was involved with a pupil six months ago. It was all over the local papers. A right scandal. My wife was with the head of school and helped discovery them. She was one of the witnesses at the trial.%u201d%u201cMy God! Yes. I read about it. Your wife was an angel to have helped stop such evil on young children. Do you and Edith have children?%u201dHe shook his head. %u201cWe were just about to try for them. We wanted to build up security first. This was the first month she%u2019d stopped taking her pill.%u201dShe reached out and took his hand. %u201cCome. Let me show you my secret field where I collect so many pretty flowers.%u201dShe got up from the wooden bench and led him through the woods to arrive in a large field of wild flowers, butterflies, and bees. She said, %u201cI usually sit here first so I can gaze at them all. Sit with me and look yourself and tell me if it doesn%u2019t fill your heart with warmth and joy.%u201dThey sat on the grass.He looked at her as she gazed at the flowers. She smelt just like them. She took his arm and put it around herself and said, %u201cWe are never alone. There is always someone who cares.%u201dHe was silent for a while and then said, %u201cWhere were you born?%u201dShe turned and smiled, %u201cHere. Well not quite here. Faringdon. You?%u201d%u201cSouth London. I moved up here when I met my wife to be. Alas, all my friends are back down there.%u201d%u201cYou have one new friend, here, then.%u201d%u201cWho?%u201dThe Devil Drops By