“Life can not get worse than this!”
“Judith, calm down. Whatever is the matter?” I pushed her through to the kitchen leaving Oliver to make himself at home in my front room.
After a delightful evening, it had seemed perfectly natural that I might invite Oliver in to mine for a drink. He’d been on virgin cocktails all evening and I knew the bottle of white…
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