‘Is that yours or mine, love?’ asks Sally from behind the till.‘Mine, sorry.’ Lila looks down at the screen and sees MUM MOBILE flashing on the display.‘I don’t mind if you answer it,’ says Sally, watching her with obvious curiosity.Lila shakes her head and returns her phone to the bottom of her handbag. ‘No, it’s OK.’‘Not a lover’s tiff, I hope?’ Sally places a packet of butter into the canvas shopping bag.Lila gives her an enigmatic smile. ‘Something like that.’ She knows Sally is bursting to know more but she can’t get into it, not here.‘You must be entertaining?’ she says, packing the fruit cake and a packet of shortbread at the top of the shopping bag where they won’t be crushed.‘Yes, I invited William over for afternoon tea, as a thank you. He’s been teaching me to swim,’ she adds, seeing the woman’s eyebrows shoot skyward.‘He was in here just the other day,’ she says. ‘He was telling me you’ve done wonders with that cottage of yours.’ She grins at her.‘He’s very kind,’ says Lila.
