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.”

Ross shifts from

Really?

banging and cuss-words leads us right to him. And as Ross and

“No idea.”

down some doughy 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

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

raises brows at me and I

hands, “James, I was looking for

teeth. “What can

there’s anything

after a moment. “I’ve emailed everything that’s needed to the parties concerned.” Lifting the dough

bread, Mr Alexanders. Always a good choice when you want

then cracks a smile. “You’re right.

flashes brows. “Better bread than pastry. Or people.” File in

returning

the dough into a round, he raises eyes

“Why? What’s she doing?”

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

“What triggered it?”

back over Charlotte’s brand-new outfit… It was unfortunate, but her reaction was off the scale.

chin jerks up. “You’re going to

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