Chapter Twenty-Three
“Mum,” Tim answered after only one ring. “Where are you? We’re at the house, but you’re not here.”
“You’re at my house?” Panic surged inside Diane. “What are you doing there? Did we have plans?”
Diane looked towards Tamsin. The sight of her wrapped only in a sheet drew Diane’s attention away from Timothy’s voice in her ear. The only thing Diane wanted right then was to drop the phone, unwrap Tamsin and do things to her she had never deemed possible before last night.
“Mum?” Timothy’s voice came louder now. “Are you there?”
“Sorry, darling,” Diane tried to drag her mind back to the call. “I lost you there for a second. What were you saying?”
“We’re on our way to a baby furniture sale near Eastbourne and figured we’d stop by to say hi.”
“Of course, I’m just out fo
