Walking Back to Happiness
“Even though she was wearing full make-up, all the colour seemed to have drained from her and she looked about to keel over.‘What are you doing here?’ Louise asked her, through dry lips.‘What are you doing here, more like?’ Juliet replied. Damson and Minton rushed through from the utility room, where she’d shut them in with their muddy paws. ‘Mind these two – they’re filthy.’Louise seemed not to notice. ‘I came to see Michael.’‘Michael?’ Juliet felt the rare glow of being in a position to correc...t the detail queen. ‘There’s no Michael here. You’ve got the wrong house.’Louise gazed trancily down the hall, but then seemed to recognise something – the modern-art clock on the wall, maybe. She couldn’t be looking at photos, thought Juliet: there weren’t any. She’d looked.She shook her head. ‘Michael. Mike Ogilvy. He definitely lives here.’‘Louise, he’s not . . .’ Juliet stopped, her mouth dropping as her brain caught up with itself. ‘Mark.MoreLess
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