CHAPTER 9
Arriving home I’m so intent on getting up to my flat to get warm and dry, I almost missed the envelope left on the hall table. It only bore my name, no address so it must have been hand delivered; I didn’t recognise the writing either but gave a slightly dismissive shrug. I’’ll have a look as soon as I’ve got my wet clothes off and made myself a cup of hot coffee.
I entered the kitchen diner and placed my jacket and scarf on the back of a chair to dry while I made the coffee. Walking through into the lounge I put the fire on full blast to quickly take the chill off the room.
‘It’s cold out there now,’ I said to Liliad, ‘you’re definitely in the best place, the wind’s bitter.’ I opened the envelope. ‘Oh, it’s from Lily; she’s got a place on the art course; great! She goes in a
