Nothing but...

“Oh it wouldn’t help. How wouldn’t it help I wonder...” Aidan was letting me run on, without trying to put me straight on anything, so I guessed he was waiting to steer me... or let me guess something that might be convenient for him to agree to... without having to give me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth!

“I’m guessing that your affections are now elsewhere. And somehow you have engineered to fake your ‘death’ in order to start afresh with a younger model!” I was making it up as I went along. Would he react?