CHAPTER 7
Sunday and Lily is due to arrive any moment. I must play this very carefully. I’ve been thinking a lot about her and have decided that she needs to go on that art course in Scotland. I need her isolated from family and friends; it will make my task so much easier.
The shrill of the doorbell startled me. Lily stood at the door clutching a bunch of freesias. ‘Here, I thought you’d like these; the scent is heavenly.’
I took the flowers and put them to my nose, inhaling their heady scent. ‘Thank you, Lily, they’re gorgeous and the colours are wonderful.’ Turning I beckon Lily to follow me up the stairs and into the kitchen. Rummaging in a cupboard for a vase I plonk the flowers into water. ‘I’ll sort them properly later; coffee or a glass of wine?’
‘Coffee to start with please, m
