Kirsten was sitting at the dining room table eating breakfast when Jessica came in.
‘… and once I get my NVQ, I’ll be able to strike out on my own,’ Kirsten was saying to James, who, nodding as he cupped his face with his hands, looked far more attentive than Kirsten’s explanation probably deserved. ‘But I’m hoping Ms. Lemond—I mean, Jessica—will take me on as a partner. Her firm has such a good reputation in the Bristol area. It would be a real boon to be involved.’ Then, with a sudden animated wave of her hands, Kirsten added, ‘No pipe is too old to be cleaned!’
‘Really?’ James said, raising an eyebrow.
‘The TV ad is on YouTube,’ Kirsten said. ‘It’s my favourite.’
Jessica grimaced as she hung up her coat and pulled off her boots. ‘I retired it,’ she said. ‘If you read the comments on
