“What was she like, Harry?”
“Who, Seri?”
“The girl you lost your heart to, H?”
There were ten days to go until George said the "I do" that married him to his sweetheart Sophie in the chapel on the Harrogate estate that had seen funerals, christenings and marriages alike, but never seen anyone as loyal to me as George had been. It was to be an honour to serve as his best man.
The final items of the new wardrobe that Serena had selected for the new me had all arrived, been unpacked, ironed and hung away. I was staring at the morning suit, as we spoke, hanging at the end of my dressing room, as was the linen collection she had chosen for the forthcoming holiday we had told no one about. Not only was my style of dress to change, so was my life. What I"d discovered about the seediness surro
