Like lemon candyfloss the layers pulled on and on with every bite, the piping hot pastry burning their chins. But they’d barely finished their last mouthfuls when Libby said, ‘We should probably get to work.’ Eve internally sighed. She couldn’t bear another afternoon arguing with her about furnishings so, as they all heaved themselves up the path, she stopped Miles and said, ‘Do you think we could swap? I’ll do the garden.’ Miles frowned. ‘You sure? It’s really hot.’ ‘Yeah, I’ll wear a hat.’ Even the midday sun was preferable to watching her beloved wallpaper disappear under a coat of white emulsion. ‘OK.’ Miles nodded and jogged up to join Libby who glanced back over her shoulder when she heard the news but didn’t object. Eve knew it was dangerous working with Jimmy. She could feel her mind wandering. Could feel a prickle on her skin whenever she was with him. And, because he’d hardly changed one inch, being with him made her feel younger. Made her forget about the new lines on her face and the dark circles under her eyes.
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