‘Is he?’ Peter said, swiftly sitting up straight. ‘Well, that’s great. Good for you, girl. Get back out there, get back in the saddle, as it were.’
Martha didn’t believe Peter was genuinely happy about it. If anything, she thought his response seemed quite unnatural despite his best efforts to hide his dismay.
‘I don’t know about getting ‘back in the saddle,’’ shrugged Martha nervously.
‘Oh, shush, Martha, you like him, he likes you…who knows what could happen. The back of the car looked quite roomy to me.’
Mae joked causing Martha to blush and feel a surge of anger. Peter fixated his eyes on Martha, and she could tell that the two women in the room began to feel not quite happy with the way this conversation was going. Peter clearly thought things weren’t awkward enough as he probed M
