noticing?â
âYou know I canât. Itâs more than my jobâs worth.â
âThen get another.â
âAs easily as that? I donât think so.â
âOK, then, how about if I get Bessie to put on a special curry when you and I can actually get there?â
âLiz,â she said.
âYes, Liz, of course. You know her?â
âA little. Iâd love that, Felix. Iâm so sorry about tonight.â
âGot paper and pen handy? Iâll give you my number.â
âIâll remember it,â she said with confidence. If she didnât Jodie would be at her throat. âBut Iâll write it down just in case. And thanks.â
She replaced the receiver, and before she forgot put the number he had given her on to her mobile.
The phone rang again, but this time Ingrid dealt with it in the office.
Later, when Shona came in from the garden with a bunch of daffodils to arrange in the empty lounge fireplace she was surprised to find Ingrid waiting for her.
âOh hello,â she said. âDid you want me?â
Ingrid looked at her quickly and then away again. âAbout tonight. Youâre free if you want. Jack just phoned. Heâll be here himself after all. No need for both of you to be.â
âGreat. Thanks, Ingrid.â Shona felt lighthearted as she put the flowers in position and pulled out her mobile to phone Felix. Already her mind was on what to wear if his invitation was still on. Her new skirt and the cream and burgundy top. Medium heels would be best and her new drop earrings.
She changed her mind only once and that was to substitute the skirt for a pair of jeans. When she was at last ready she picked up her bag, slipped her mobile into it and took one last look in the mirror to check her hair.
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Felix was waiting for her in the car park and together they went into the warm and lively atmosphere of Bessieâs Kitchen. Lizâs curry night was obviously popular and there was just one vacant table.
âLucky us,â said Felix as he pulled out Shonaâs chair for her. They both selected vegetable biryani, a speciality of the house.
âLiz seems to be in her element,â Shona said, waving to her across the room.
âSheâs done wonders with this place,â said Felix.
âDâyou often eat here?â
âNow and again. Itâs Tamsinâs favourite.â
âHave you heard from her? How is she?â
He looked troubled. âSheâs unhappy, I know that. I donât know what to do as Iâm away so much. I really am grateful to you for looking after her, you know. I wish I could do something for you to show my appreciation.â
âThereâs no need,â she said quickly.
Their food arrived and Felix picked up his fork. Before Shona could do the same her mobile rang. âPlease excuse me, Felix,â she said. âI meant to turn it off.â
âDonât mind me.â
Hastily she scrabbled in her bag and saw that the caller was Jodie. Smiling, she held the phone to her ear.
âOh Shona, itâs me,â said Jodie, her voice shaking.
Shona felt an icy chill though the room was warm. âJodie, whatâs wrong? Whatâs happened?â
âItâs Duncan. He had an accident. He . . . heâs broken his ankle.â
âBroken his ankle? Where are you?â
âAt the hospital.â
âWhich hospital? Is he all right?â
âTheyâve operated on him and his legâs in thick plaster all the way up. Theyâre keeping him in tonight.â
âDâyou want me to come back? I can be there in . . . â
âNo, oh no. You canât do anything here, Shona. No one can. I just thought you ought to know, thatâs all. Heâll be out of action for weeks. I donât know what weâre going to do.â
âYouâll stay living exactly where you are, Jodie, until it