Paul stared at the rain pouring down outside and thought about Jane, stuck in the city by a landslide on the country road leading into their town. He hoped she was okay in the motel she had found.
"Christ it's tipping down out there!" Paul heard someone exclaim in the hall.
Going to investigate he came across Lynn, dripping on to the carpet and said,
"What do you want?" He asked gruffly.
"We need to talk...please?"
He relented, too chivalrous to send her back out into the weather.
She sat by the fire with her head down.
"Listen Paul, about last week...thank you for not telling Jane."
"However I feel about you, you're still her sister." He said sternly.
She looked up, tears streaming from her hazel eyes. Paul looked at her cautiously, as if she could pounce on him the moment his back was turned.
"Paul...I think I should show you something..." She said as she pulled a video from her bag and pushed it into the VCR.
Chris shrank to the floor as he witnessed and heard all that had transpired between Jane, his fiancée and her brother-in-laws. He was speechless and blinking back his tears.
"See, I saw this tape and wanted to do you what Jane had done my husband. I'd get the satisfaction of knowing we were betraying her behind her back as she did to us." Said Lynn, talking to the top of Paul's bowed head.
"I need to be alone" He croaked, not looking up.
Lynn went into the kitchen and poured two double scotches. She could hear the sex tape replaying in the lounge.
After awhile Paul entered the kitchen and accepted the drink numbly.
"Would you have told Jane?" He asked, looking at Lynn with red, swollen eyes.
"What?"
"That we had slept together?" He sighed despondently.
"No Paul. I don't want to lose Jane and I think you don't either." Said Lynn.
"I wouldn't be so sure." Laughed Paul bitterly.
Lynn took Paul's head and drew it to her shoulder.
"Listen I've spoken to Graeme and he told me that what we saw was a one-off thing. Jane was just getting rid of some pre-marital nerves."
"You're forgiving Graeme?"
