Chapter 29When I rise in the morning, there isn't a cloud in the sky and the day is cold, crisp and bright. I go downstairs to retrieve my uniform, which was left to dry on the clothes horse in front of the fire last night. Fortunately, it's dry but my wool coat is still very damp. I'll just have to wear my 'Regatta' jacket. It's waterproof and warm enough, but it doesn't offer my legs any protection from the wind.
“Coffee?” Patricia calls from the kitchen and I jump. I didn't hear her, and Ollee didn't greet me, so assumed I was alone and he was in his usual place in her bedroom. “Sorry,” she says. “Ollee's in the garden. The rabbits are slower at this time of year, so he's chasing them with renewed hope,” she explains. “He really thinks he can catch one.”
We sit down together to have b
