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I said, “Okay, I’ll phone into work and let them know.

If you get ready I’ll pick you up in an hour.” Helen asked, “Do you think you can get the flights? I’ll try and book a place to stay for us on the way there and back.” It was around six, so I picked Helen up an hour later and we headed off. ” I said, “No, I could not get any rooms in hotels. Helen came back and I said, “They don’t have anything we’ll have to move on.” Helen went up to the desk and said, “You must have a couple of room’s.

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The phone rang; I answered it, “Hello.” It was my mother in law, Helen, “Hi Tim, it’s Helen; Wendy’s been trying to get hold of you.” I said, “I’ve had trouble with my mobile and have just got home from work.” She sounded to be in a panic and said, “It’s Wendy she’s in hospital.” I asked, “What happened? My wife, a sales assistant travels to see different clients.

” Helen replied, “I don’t know all the details, but the nurse said she’s been in an accident. ” Helen said, “I know you probably can’t go, so I’ll go and be with her and see how she is.” We, my wife Wendy and I have been married for three years. We don’t really have a lot of money; we get by from month to month just about.

We’ll have to see what’s available on route.” That was a lie; I had not rung any hotels as they would all be far too expensive. It’s just for tonight.” The desk clerk said, “No ma’am, nothing tonight, three rooms tomorrow!

Apart from the occasional glimpse and odd word it was a quiet and frosty journey. I felt tiered, I’d had a long hard day and then that drive did not help. I said to Helen, “We’ll stop at the next place we find.” It was not far, about three miles and there was a motel. ” She threw an arm up into the air and said, “We would have been fine if someone had booked a hotel.” Helen huffed, turned around and stomped back to me and said, “Let’s go.” We walked back to the car and I drove on.

I knew where she went; to complain to the clerk, but I thought it would be futile as the clerk had turned the light off in the reception area. Five minutes later she returned and said, “Idiots not there, there’s no one there.” I said, “Don’t worry; I’ll sleep on the floor.” She said nothing and started to go through her bag, she then went into the bathroom. Then looked around to see what I could put on the floor to make my bed while I waited.

There was nothing, but there were two very thin worn blankets. There was a rug, looked clean enough, what I could see of it anyway with the dim light.

She said that the company would pick up the medical bill and also pay for her to fly back home when she was ready.

I did not really get on well with Helen; she always thought of me as a looser and did not want her daughter Wendy marring me.

It was a cold evening and it felt even colder in the car with Helen.

Ten, twelve miles later, neon signs glowed in the distance, announcing that they had vacancies.

When I came back Helen was still at the counter, seemed to be arguing with the clerk.

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