When You Walked Back Into My Life - Plot & Excerpts
Dorothea had been asleep most of the afternoon and looked to Flora as if she wanted to go to sleep again. ‘It’s been a bit of a nightmare day. I had a terrible argument with Alan about the clematis – the gorgeous pink one along the bottom fence, remember? He claims it’s on its last legs, but he’s always such a Jonah about my plants, even though he’s employed to look after them. He wants to rip it out, plant a new one. But it’s been there since we got the house, twenty-seven years ago. I’m not letting it go without a fight …’ ‘Oh dear,’ Dorothea muttered. ‘So what will you do?’ ‘As little as possible. I said he was on no account to touch it. I know it wasn’t at its best this summer, but the weather’s been so strange. I said we should leave it another year, see how it goes. But he’s so bad tempered about it.’ ‘Perhaps you should find another gardener?’ Dorothea suggested mildly, looking as if she were struggling to get involved in the conversation.
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