text: Heather: Dad, everything ok?
  Peter: Heather, love, your sister's just been on, she's popping over with some dinner in half an hour.
  Heather: Just worried about you, after all, it's only been 2 weeks. Glad Stace is coming over.
  Peter: Twins ok, lovey and Alistair?
  Heather: Well, they've been off nursery with a nasty bug, but they're going back tomorrow, thank goodness! I'm working tomorrow, so that fits in well. Ali is ok, busy as ever!
  Peter: Do they understand what happened with Mum?
  Heather: Well, they saw Nanna was getting smaller and smaller in hospital and I told them she was very very ill and tried to explain about what will happen, but, no, I don't think they get it.
  Peter: Well, they are only 3, they won't really remember her.
  Heather: Maybe, but I am always talking about Mum to them, so they hopefully will understand when they're older. Course, there's all the photos too.
  Peter: You're doing the right thing, love, mum would do the same. It seems so odd here now.
  Heather: Dad, you need to get out and about whenever you can, stop you dwelling on it.
  Peter: Bit difficult after 45 years not to dwell on it, maybe I want to!
  Heather: Fair enough. Look, I'll pop over with the kids after school, bring a cake, we'll have a cup of tea.
  Peter: You and your sister are determined to fatten me up! I'd love to see you all, see you tomorrow afternoon.
  Heather: Bye, Dad xx
target: Heather's sister will bring Peter dinner in half an hour. Lovey and Alistair are off nursery and going back tomorrow. Heather is working tomorrow. Heather's mother passed away. Heather and her kids will visit Peter tomorrow afternoon and bring a cake. 