Sammy.

Both Jayne and Sammy had jumped up and down with un-abashed joy at the thought of being together permanently.

As the years rolled by, Jayne blossomed into a young lady, her beauty growing each day.
And each and every day Sammy loved her more.

"When do you think Dad'll be back?" asked Jayne, in her northern accent.
Sammy shrugged his eyebrows in silent response. Yet Jayne knew this meant that he wasn't quite sure either.
She and Sammy had grown almost psychically linked in thier communication over the interceding years.
She often felt his answers and repsonses before she'd even finished asking the question.
Sammy just smiled, knowing that He knew -that She knew the answer already.
"Are you hungry yet?" she aked " We might as well eat if Dad is gonna be out 'til late".

Jayne was already on the way to the kitchen, knowing the answer was yes!
After a couple of minutes of clanking and rustling sounds, she returned with two large plastic plates of sandwiches. Cheese and onion for her and left over roast beef for him!

They played around gently as they ate, Jayne flicking his ears and he pretending to steal food from her plate.

Sammy smiled through out - more with his eyes than his mouth!

"When you're finished we'd better lock up" Jayne declared, talking with her mouth half full of cheese but comfortable doing so in front of him.

Sammy bobbed his head in agreement.