Hothouse Flower
“The house was in darkness, with the magnificent oak front door ominously closed. She realised she hadn’t asked Kit which entrance she should use. It didn’t seem this was the one. Stepping out of the car, clutching her bottle of wine, Julia locked it and walked round the corner of the house towards the more familiar servants’ entrance. As she walked, she noticed adrenalin was pumping round her system; why she felt nervous, she couldn’t fathom. This was simply a relaxed supper with a friend, afte...r all. A man she knew almost nothing about, who might well be married with kids. Kit had never said and she hadn’t asked. Julia stood in front of the servants’ door, glad to see that at least there seemed to be a light on beyond it. She took a deep breath and knocked. A few seconds later, Kit appeared and unlocked the door.‘Hi, Julia,’ he kissed her on both cheeks, ‘come in.’‘Thanks.’ Julia duly followed him through the boot room and into the kitchen. ‘I brought you some wine.’ She indicated the bottle as she set it down on the same pine table she had once sat at as a child.MoreLess
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