Kate felt immeasurably sorry for her, being separated from Phil for so long, and she had seen the longing in her eyes when she told her about the few days that she and David had spent together. ‘You are so lucky,’ Sally said. ‘Sometimes it’s hard to conjure up Phil’s face at all. Course,’ she went on, ‘I can say none of this in front of Ruby, because it would probably upset her. Honest to God, Kate, everything seems to upset her just now.’ ‘She’s probably worried sick about Phil – bound to be, I’d say.’ ‘I’m worried sick about Phil too,’ Sally said. ‘I think about him nearly every minute of the day and I have like a knot of fear that stays inside me all the time.’ ‘I know,’ Kate said. ‘I feel like that too.’ ‘And it does no good going on about it all the time,’ Sally said. ‘But Ruby …’ Her voice tailed off and Kate felt her heart turn over in sympathy. ‘Do you find her hard going?’ she said. ‘Because you could come back to live with me again if you want to.
