Jess grabbed her bag and went through to the conservatory. “Told you they’d be here. I’ll see you tomorrow.” Jack pecked her on the cheek. “Enjoy yourself.” She smiled at his frown. “I will.” He’d been annoyed at her for not mentioning the party. It’s not that she’d deliberately omitted to mention it, she just wasn’t entirely sure about spending a night away from home at the moment. Julie hadn’t realized this when she’d asked her uncle if Jess was looking forward the céilidh.*** Mark sounded a little anxious when she jumped into the back of the Land Rover. “Now Jess, we’re going to drop you and Julie off at the party first and then take your bags to the hotel. It’s just the other way around from what we planned.” “Don’t worry. It’s good of you to give us a lift.” Mark and his wife Rose laughed in unison before Rose said, “Too late, we’re already worried. We just want to be prepared with our strategy before we pick Julie up. And we’ll need you on our side.”
