‘Well, there is just one little thing,’ Olive smiled, and then turning she held out her left hand and wiggled her fingers, making the diamonds of her engagement ring sparkle in the overhead light. Audrey’s face was a picture and her smile lit up the whole of her face. ‘Oh, Olive, that’s wonderful, I am so pleased for you!’ She hugged Olive and then took her hand so she could get a better look at the ring. ‘Oh, it is lovely, so beautiful, and it suits you perfectly. Not gaudy but beautifully elegant and tasteful – perfect.’ ‘Thank you, Audrey, we want to keep it low-key … Well, at our age …’ What do you mean “at our age”? You’re just a girl!’ ‘I would hardly call forty years old “just a girl”,’ Olive said, laughing. She had been dying to show Audrey her ring since she got back but Audrey had been tending a sick relative so their paths hadn’t crossed until today. Olive couldn’t bring herself to tell Audrey about her falling out with Tilly.
