Chapter TwentyThe New Year arrived, bringing snow showers and high winds. Max and Flora returned from their holiday, full of wondrous excitement, showing off hundreds of photographs and colourful narratives of their time in the Holy Land.
“Did you see the Turin Shroud?” Will asked, licking the sugar off an oozing jam doughnut.
“Wrong part of the world. That's in Italy,” Max explained.
“We did see the Church of the Nativity in Bethlehem,” Flora's eyes were shining, “which is alleged to have been built over the birthplace of Jesus. It was amazing.”
Max opened the door to the pantry and gazed inside, “did you actually do any food shopping while we were away?”
“A little,” he fidgeted on his seat, “we went to the Tesco One Stop, does that count?”
Flora jumped to Will's defence, “there's m
