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the heat too.  As
he shut the door behind him, he collapsed against it letting out a blast of
air.
    “Oh my God,” he whispered.  “What am I doing? 
Flirting with her and asking her to dinner, you are asking for trouble Ed
Bryce, you really are.” 
     
    The rest of Lucy’s day passed uneventfully until, at midday,
it was time for her to go home.  She didn’t think that she’d made too many
mistakes, although eighty-year-old Mrs Platt almost got an appointment for a
smear with Nurse Gaffney when she actually wanted her in growing toe nails
sorted; otherwise she’d done well, so Callie said.   As she let
herself into the house, she wondered what her dad had been up to, the smell of
baking answered her question.  She went through to the kitchen, to find
him checking on a fruit cake.
    “Hi Dad,” she said kissing him on the cheek.  “You
really didn’t need my help did you?” She smiled and pinched his cheek.
    “Well we’ve already established that I lied sweetie, but
it’s my prerogative as your dad,” he replied kissing her back.  “So how
was your first morning then?”
    “Well entertaining, to say the least.  I met Mr Presley
and wet my knickers.”
    Gerald gave an enormous belly laugh.  “Hahaha, poor old
Roger, how is he anyway?”
    “Fine, which is better than I was.  Anyway, I have a
bone to pick with you, why didn’t you or Richard tell me that Dr Bryce had a
son?”
    Gerald looked at her quizzically.  “I don’t know, but
what difference does it make?”  He now smiled at her; Richard mentioned
the buzz of electricity between Lucy and Ed.
    “Well none really, other than Callie has bloody well roped
me in to being his sodding nanny for a couple of weeks while his mother is away
on holiday.”
    “Oh right.” Gerald turned his head to hide the smile that
touched his lips.  “So you didn’t have a choice about the matter then?”
    “Dad, you know what Callie is like, of course I didn’t have
a choice.  Anyway, I’m going around for dinner this evening to meet his
son, and talk about it.”  Lucy turned away, and nonchalantly picked at
some grapes in the fruit bowl.
    “Right,” Gerald said his smile widening.  “Shall I wait
up or not?”
    “Dad!” Lucy almost screamed, hitting him playfully on the
arm.  “It’s nothing like that I’m still grieving for my marriage, and am
certainly not interested in a relationship.”
    “Of course darling, I totally understand.  By the way,
Sarah called, so perhaps you’d better ring her before your date and discuss
tactics.”  Gerald ducked as Lucy threw a grape at him.
     
    “Hi Sarah it’s me.”  Lucy greeted her friend feeling
brighter than she had in weeks.
    “Hiya how are you? You sound pretty perky”  Sarah
sighed, thankful that Lucy seemed happier than when she’d waved her off on her
trip up north.
    “I’m okay thanks.  Covering for Richard has been fun,
to say the least.”  For the next ten minutes Lucy regaled the tale of Mr
Presley, smiling and laughing again as she recalled her morning.
    “Oh dear,” Sarah giggled.  “He sounds hilarious, and
it’s good to hear you laughing.  What about the people you work with, what
are they like?”
    “Ah well there’s a tale to tell there as well.”
    “Oh sounds interesting.”
    Lucy sighed deeply and told Sarah all about Callie and then
how she’d coerced her into becoming Dr Bryce’s part-time nanny.
    “Well it would be something else to keep you busy and keep
your mind off Simon.” Sarah responded cautiously.  “But I can understand
why you’d be annoyed at almost being forced into it, or is something else
bothering you?”  She was greeted with silence.  “Luce, I’ve known you
for far too many years, so I know when something is troubling you.  Is it
because of the little boy, are you worried about looking after him?  Luce
we've talked about this before and anything that happened wasn’t your fault you
know.”
    “I know Sarah, it’s