CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Dinner was at a cosy Portuguese restaurant that just happened to be owned by Jorge's brother, Miguel, and his sister-in-law, Isabel, who had made me feel very welcome from the moment I'd been introduced. Jorge and his family were down to Earth, honest and kind, like most Portuguese people I'd met, and they didn't seem to care about my new found wealth or 'celebrity' status.
After we'd ordered our dinner, Jorge poured the two of us a glass of red wine before disappearing to speak to his brother.
Shifting excitedly in my seat, I leaned forward and took Liz's hand in mine.
'Liz, I've got something I'd like to discuss with you.'
She leaned forward and smiled. 'Yes?'
'I've finally decided what I'm going to do with Casa Linda...'
'You have? Oh, are you going to sell it?
