Turning into the Pickering’s street, Vince almost stopped the car and backed out, but Melanie was already peering through the window with a broad smile lighting her face.
Her happiness meant more than his misgivings.
But if anything went wrong… if Carla or Bradley upset her…
His knuckles were white on the steering wheel, and he made an effort to loosen his fingers. At this rate he’d end up having to see Doctor Raju or one of his colleagues before he blew a gasket.
‘We went past their house!’
‘Just turning around.’ He drove to the end of their cul-de-sac and circled, sliding the car into a spot near their driveway. Bradley’s car was parked in front of the garage.
‘I can see Carla!’
Carla was on the footpath, waving.
‘Wait a sec. Are you sure you’re okay here for a couple of hours?’
