I’ll leave you two dear people together,’ the director’s assistant said. She spoke as though there was much for her to attend to. She was a smart, bright young thing, conspicuously so at the Riviera Residential Home for the Elderly. If asked, she always said she loved her job. The Home was a noble establishment among landscaped gardens, tucked away off a cul de sac with a distant view of the Mediterranean and within walking distance of a nice little shopping centre. It was surrounded by a high wall and trees and there was something or other in bloom all the year round and most of the elderly were calm and comfortable with loads of accommodation; and if they were not there was a staff of carers and nurses, and English was the spoken language of the Home, and her French was good enough to get by – so what more could a young unattached female ask for? ‘I’m sure you have such a lot to say to each other.’ Raymond shuffled to his feet.
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