Chapter 10Unable to speak to Albert because he has an appointment at the notaire, I fulfil Poullet's prophesy and leave for home a bit early. Albert will keep until tomorrow, because there's plenty of time as the week looms long.
The scent of home-made apple pie reaches me as I approach the front door and my nostrils are assaulted by the delicious aroma of hot sugar, cinnamon and the acidic tartness of cooked apple when I enter the house. Patricia and Marjorie are sitting at the kitchen table, laughing. With their encouragement, Ollee is trying to retrieve his ball which has rolled beside Mimi and Jesus, but every time the dog approaches the cats, Mimi hisses and hits out a paw with claws extended. He jumps back, barking. Patricia and Marjorie clap their hands with delight.
“Bravo, you b
