“Oh!” said Dawn, reading it. “Oh! All the good things are coming at once.” “What is it?” In spite of his severely interrupted night, Josh had got up at more or less his normal time. He was currently mashing the tea. “She’ll be here for lunch tomorrow. She says she’s sorry that it’s such short notice.” The nursing school was in Sheffield. Usually she got home at least once a month, and for the whole weekend, not just for Sunday lunch. “Well, what’s so wonderful about that?” “It says—listen—it says, ‘Do you mind if I bring Don? He’s someone rather special.’” “Who?” “Yes, you’re right, I’m sure it’s not a name she’s ever mentioned. The little monkey. Oh, she’s an artful one.” “What else does she say?” “Nothing. Except that he doesn’t like peas much, or apples. What a weekend this is going to be! Heaven knows how we’re ever going to cope but…Do you realize, Josh, that this is the first time our Janice has brought home a young man?
