“So we’ll surely meet again then,” nodded Will, he could barely seem to part with Abegail’s hand. “Don’t you want to come with us? We can stop for a drink on the way home …”
Martha was conscious of something bizarre happening. As if something inexplicable was going on in the background, something she couldn’t see. She only felt that returning, growing fear that she had felt in Will’s presence many times before.
And jealousy. It looked like Will was flirting with this woman.
“We’ll leave you alone, ladies. We have to go,” said Will with a broad smile, opening his arms, as if there was nothing he could do about it.
“Of course. We’ll continue next time, at the new place,” said Lylian. Martha expected to see malice on Lylian’s face, but she seemed calm and balanced.
Will stayed close to A
