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69%u201cKeith?%u201d%u201cMiss Tina Richardson? Yes. Keith Harris%u201dThank you for coming today. Please come in,%u201d Tina said.She takes the young man into the living room. %u201cLet me make you a drink. Tea, coffee?%u201d%u201cA nice cup of tea would be lovely. Thank you. Milk. One sugar, please,%u201d he said.Tina made them tea and she sat at the table with him. %u201cI%u2019ve checked out your references. They are all excellent. May I see some ID please?%u201d%u201cOf course. I brought my driving licence and birth certificate.%u201dHe rummages in his shoulder bag and produces them for her to inspect. She looks at them in detail. %u201cMy word, you do not look thirty-five. I would say you look ten years younger.%u201d she told him, returning the documents to him.%u201cWhy, thank you. A few people have told me that. Quite flattering,%u201d he replied. %u201cI%u2019ve been a carer for thirteen years so I have a lot of experience. May I ask you a few questions.%u201d%u201cYes. What do you wish to know?%u201d%u201cThe first one might seem a little personal. How old are you, Tina?%u201d Keith asked her.%u201d%u201cOh. I see. Guess?%u201d%u201cPhew. I%u2019m useless at telling ages,%u201d he replied. He studied her. She was very beautiful. She had a fresh complexion, a lithe, shapely body, wore clothes that clearly showed her figure. %u201cI would say, twentyeight.%u201d%u201cHuh,%u201d she said. %u201cNow you flatter me. I%u2019m forty later this year.%u201d%u201cI%u2019m amazed. And your mother?%u201dChapter 1: KeithThe Carer