This is the worst part. Actually, on a scale of one to ten, this is nine. Ten is when I have to bring them back.
The woman who answers the door on the second ring of the bell is, as always, beautifully dressed. A cream outfit, probably designer, I don’t know; I’m not a dedicated follower of fashion, but Fran is. Her hair is smoothed back from her face and her skin is shining with health. She could be a model. And she knows it.
“Harry, Georgia, Daddy’s here!” she announces into the immaculate hallway…
…I take in a deep breath, smile and rock back on my trainers for the wait. They never stampede to the door to greet me. They’re not allowed to run in the house – something about damaging the weft of the pile on the carpets. She never used to worry about the runner in the hallway where we used to live. But that was before.
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