"You damn well know you have. So do I." Marie smiled again. "Tell me to butt out here if I'm out of order, but was that Tilly Marsden you were talking about?" Dean could feel himself going red, which was very uncharacteristic indeed. "I'm a nosey old crow. None of my business. Sorry." Marie said brightly. "No, that's fine." Dean recovered. "None of my business either, as you'll have gathered." "She's an exceptional woman." Marie commented. "Yes, I got that impression too." Dean was quite surprised that the senior head of the department would describe a care assistant as 'exceptional'. Good worker, clever, nice maybe, but exceptional just didn't seem to fit. Not unless ... "You know her personally?" "Very much so." Marie nodded. "There are alot of deep layers to Tilly, you'll have got that impression too." Dean just nodded. "She's wonderful, in my opinion." Marie smiled again. "Er ... yes. You've just confused the hell out of me Marie." Dean laughed and rubbed his temples. "Of course. I'm a psychiatrist." Marie stood up. "I wouldn't mind reading your opinions on that research there." "Great!" Dean was very pleased with this praise. "I'll read up a bit now, then I'll take it home with me." Book Index       Jigsaw       Previous       Next ©Jack Frost & The Hooded Crow ©wyrdjax