52 I didn’t go with her, pleading too much work. I probably could have gone. I’m sure she suspected as much. She had already got in the habit of travelling without me if she really wanted to go somewhere and I couldn’t. Okay. Call me when you get there. In fact, that night I was on my own. My significant other was away, visiting family. But she didn’t press the matter. We’d reached a point where we studiously avoided confrontation.