Hearing a key turn in the lock, Sandra jumped to her feet. “You"re earlier than I expected, come on in and relax.”
Sandra helped Alex out of his jacket and ushered him towards the lounge as she diverted to the kitchen. She reappeared a few moments later proffering a large glass of red wine.
Alex was already stretched across the couch and hauled himself to a more upright sitting position to accept the offering and take a first sip.
Although as a couple, they"d both been caring and attentive to each other"s needs and comforts, Alex detected something unusual about the welcome he"d received.
“Where"s your glass?” he enquired.
“I"m not quite ready yet. I mentioned on the phone that I"d something to discuss if you"re not too tired.”
“I am pretty exhausted, but I"m sure I can cope. Is it a
