It was a quiet week.
Mostly because Mike insisted on staying out of his mam’s way. The closer the wedding got, the more she’d be in a flap, he knew. And the more distraction Stephen had in the wait for test results, then the happier they’d all be. Didn’t need a neurotic mam and a moody other half.
So while the week after Beth’s wedding had been peaceful silence, together in front of the telly with their feet up and their red pens out, the week before his mam’s was more of a whirlwind tour of being out of everybody’s way.
It wasn’t difficult. They’d been putting off a lot of the housework, and lost a full day clearing out the spare room at the back of the house and repainting it a bright, fresh white. In true Scottish fashion, Stephen refused to have workmen in, and spent twelve hours on
