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On Tuesday, Esther hurried home from work. She busied herself tidying the front living room so she could keep an eye on the driveway. Would Mum show up? Esther was anticipating an evening awkward with hidden undercurrents and long pauses. She could rely on Blanche and Naomi to make an effort. Rachel was less predictable.
Mum’s Audi pulled into the driveway, but she remained in the front seat for an age before emerging from the car. She must have sensed Esther watching her, because she gave a sketchy wave as she moved towards the front door. Her clenched left hand relaxed as she crossed the threshold. Had she been expecting to be zapped by a divine bolt of disapproval?
Naomi kissed her cheek. “So good to see you again, Blanche.”
Blanche teared up and hugged Naomi. Was she shocked to
