CHAPTER 7
Jeff returns in time for dinner. He always comes back to me. I know he didn’t leave out of spite for me, but I would like to do something with him sometimes. Stuff that couples do together – nights out, cinema, dinner in a nice restaurant, theatre. Even walk the dog together.
“How was your walk?” I ask as we sit down. Sammy, full of his own dinner containing smelly liver, is asleep under the piano. He likes sleeping there.
“It was fine.” While he puts on a brave front, I can tell that Jeff is not in a great mood. He’s still thinking about Rix, and there’s nothing I can do about it.
“Where did you go?” The pork chop in front of me smells gorgeous, the sweet chilli sauce it was marinated in making my mouth water. I cut a piece as I wait for Jeff to answer.
“Just… around. Not t
