It’s a great partnership. So it seemed only fitting that my profession should provide the means for me to get rid of her. Once and for all. It began the day Ruth told me about Riverview Acres. ‘It’s a new housing development on the coast,’ she said, peering at me over those dreadful horn-rimmed glasses that she delighted in wearing. ‘An up and coming area. We’re getting in now, before the boom. I’ve bought two luxury homes. We’ll live in one and rent out the other.’ ‘What about this place?’ ‘I put it on the market last week. Alicia tells me she’s already found a buyer. We’ll get a good price.’ ‘But I like it here!’ I cast my Sunday paper aside and glared at her across the sun-drenched balcony. ‘You didn’t ask me. You had no right.’ ‘Oh for goodness sake, Ronnie. I’ve always done the buying and selling. You know that. I’m good at it.’ ‘Yes. With the money I earn as your springboard.’ ‘You’re not going to start that again.
