CHAPTER 25
‘So, will you talk to him?’ Peter was watching me while I was busy cooking chocolate biscuits in the kitchen. I was scrupulously following Gordon’s recipe in time to Cyndi Lauper’s song “Girls just want to have fun”.
‘I’m trying to have fun, Peter.’ I fixed the embroidered apron on my hips. ‘Why do you want to interrupt my fun? To reproach me then for not being funny and kick me out? I’m sorry for you, but it’s not going to work!’
The topic of discussion was Geoff. And the lies I had started to tell again from Peter’s home phone. But I still needed a few days to make it more acceptable to him. I had to recover from stress and collect my thoughts.
‘No, on the contrary. I wanted to ask you to move here with me. If you learn to cook it would be even better, so I can give Gordon
