When I unwrap the packaging I see that it’s got an electric cooktop and an electric oven. The order form clenched in my hand clearly states ‘gas cooktop, electric oven’. How hard is that to get right?I’m furious and, while it’s not Patch’s fault, he gets the blame. Because he’s running six jobs at once and while he may be cute, albeit with a gammy eye, he should be devoted to my job.‘You need to concentrate on this job,’ I snap at him.‘I know, love, but so many people want me.’I snort. But it’s my first giggle of the day and my mood softens.‘Well, they’ll have to wait until I’ve finished with you,’ I tell him. ‘Seriously, when can we get this thing moving along?’I am pinning my hopes on the dream that once the renovation is complete our lives will miraculously return to normal - though without Max - but at least having a kitchen and family room will make the kids and I feel more settled. This renovation’s been going on forever and it’s wearing very thin.‘Don’t know why I’m so concerned about my renovation when it’s obvious I’m going to be run out of town by the mother Mafioso,’ I tell Gloria later at her office.‘And would that be such a bad thing?’ she says.‘It’s just that -’‘Just what?’‘Soon we’ll have a beautiful house; Max will be back -’Gloria shoots me ‘the look’.‘- or not, the kids are happy -’‘They’re kids, they’ll be happy anywhere - well, maybe not Bella but she’ll adapt .
