Enjoyed your little joke…?
“Oh, I’m sorry,” says Michael. “You caught me by surprise. I’m not thinking straight….” He gives James a wry look. “Someone kept me in the dark about this.”
James raises brows with an ‘Oh, yes?’ kind of expression
“Who is it?” Charlotte’s voice.
“Come and see,” shouts back Michael, smiling down at Elizabeth. Heat flushes over her cheeks.
James’ and Michael’s shared wife appears from the kitchen wearing an apron over her dress and wielding a wooden spoon which drips sauce over the tiles.
She sees me and Elizabeth, her eyes and mouth fling open and she comes racing down the hall yelling and smiling. “I didn’t know you were coming. Thank you. Thank you.”
“Merry Christmas, Charlotte,” I say.
“Merry Christmas,” laughs Elizabeth, as she and Charlotte throw thei
