Senator Gregory's eyebrow raised sharply, creating a furrow as his thoughts drifted to that exact year.
It was the same year he officially started dating Fiona Wales.
It was also the same year that he proposed to her, and they got married in a lavish wedding.
A bitter smile spread across Matt's lips as he observed the recognisable change of expression on his brother's face.
"You remember what you did, don't you?"
"You must be kidding me. That was a long time ago, Matt. That matter has been settled."
"You lie!" Matt roared, pointing ferociously at his elder brother.
"Oh god! Not again!" Nana Shawls clasped her lowered head with both hands, memories of that faithful year replaying before her eyes like an unforgiving storm.
"What exactly is he talking about, honey?" Harriet whispered, leaning close to her husband's right ear.
"You are about to find out, baby. But I have a feeling that it is about late Fiona Wales Shawls." Desmond replied in a hushed voice.
