Richard

Despite everything, everything that’s happened, everything that might happen…

… Despite the feeling of waiting…

…. What’s Klempner doing?

?

Who knows?

Hickman?

I suppose he’d tell us if he thought there was a problem…

… life feels almost normal. I could work at the office, but with Elizabeth due any time now, I prefer to work here.

“Ross, could you deliver these back to Francis, please. I’ve emailed the scanned documents, but she needs my original signatures on some of them.”

“Yes, sir.” He takes the files. “Is there anything for Mr Alexanders?”

“James? I’m not sure. Let’s go ask him.”

from one foot to the other. “I didn’t

Really?

A trail of banging and cuss-words leads us right to him. And as Ross and I come down the hall from one direction, Michael is approaching from the other. He jerks

“No idea.”

mass on the counter-top, sending a small cloud of flour billowing. To one side, Scruffy sits, nose aimed upwards. To the other side: Bear, also sitting but at

with the heel of both hands, then lifts and slaps it down again with what looks to

at

in my hands, “James, I was looking

He speaks through clenched teeth. “What can I do

here wants to know if there’s anything you need delivering to

“I’ve emailed everything that’s needed to the parties concerned.” Lifting the dough once more, he spins it, slams it down, then leans in, kneading hard with the

Mr Alexanders. Always a good choice when you

right. My apologies. Ross. I was

Or people.” File in hand

Michael follows him, returning a minute later. “What’s griping you,

the dough into a round,

“Why? What’s she doing?”

me. Rude to her mother too, which is what really

“What triggered it?”

Charlotte’s brand-new outfit… It was unfortunate, but her reaction was off the scale. I’m not

chin jerks up. “You’re

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