Only two buttons were fastened. She slumped at the table. “Is there any orange juice?” she asked. “Get up and look, you lazy cow.” Vee sighed, but got up and opened the fridge. “How long are you staying?” he asked. Vee turned and pouted. “You say that as though you don’t like having me around.” “So you do have one brain cell?” “You’re not funny, Ed.” She slammed the carton of juice on the table, splashing Ed’s cereal. He moved his bowl. “I wasn’t trying to be. I thought you’d gone to see your parents.” “My grandmother is ill. They went to visit her.” “Why didn’t you go?” Ed asked. “Does she hate you too?” “She smells.” Ed raised his eyes from his breakfast and realized she was serious. “I had the chance of a few weeks’ work in Leeds, so I decided to come and stay with my husband. What’s wrong with that?” “Let’s see…you don’t have a husband, you’re divorced, you don’t like working and you should have asked first.
