They wandered around some of the junk shops before stopping for brunch at a café overlooking the river. The usual picturesque stream had become a raging torrent after all the rain, bearing branches and all sorts along with it. As they waited for the bacon sandwiches they’d ordered, Katie sat back and drank her coffee, and then said something quite unexpected. ‘You know, I really could live somewhere like this! It’s civilized enough that you can go out for breakfast on a Sunday, like we are, but still feels peaceful somehow. A million miles from London...’ Lizzie felt a smile creep across her face. ‘But Katie… you’re a born and bred city girl…you wear black and high heels and go out for sushi and to the theatre…’ she teased. Katie grinned. ‘I know! Ok. I really like him,’ she said, slightly sheepishly. ‘But don’t go getting any ideas. It’s not as though it’s been that long. But...
