CHAPTER 19
THE AROMA OF something that was definitely not the quorn casserole she’d left out hit Roz as soon as she turned the key in the door. She was starving, and the smell soon started to make her mouth water.
“Hi Mummy!” Jimmy came out from his bedroom to greet her at the top of the stairs.
“Shouldn’t you be asleep?” Roz smiled and ran up to give her son a kiss.
“We had to wait for the delivery man.”
“What delivery man?”
“The one who delivers the pizzas.”
“I see. Come on, into bed now. You’ve got school tomorrow.”
Mark looked up from the television screen as she entered the living room.
“Hi. How was your class? Good?”
“Not bad. I can smell something cheesy.”
“Yeah. We had pizza for dinner.”
“What about the quorn casserole?”
“It wasn’t doing it for me, or Jimmy for
