Walking Muffin for the fifth time that day had offered no comfort and she sighed with both relief and dread as she caught sight of Abby walking down the gravel road towards her. Dressed in black jeans, a floaty top and heavy cardigan with her silky black hair in a messy ponytail. Dragging a large portfolio folder in one hand and steadying her shoulder bag with the other. The girl flashed her a huge smile and closed the gap between them.
‘Afternoon lovely!’ it felt like an age since they had been alone.
‘Hey, Ab’s.’ Genuine happiness at her appearance. That immediate flow of warm affection.
‘No Rob lurking in the background then?’
Rose smiled at the cheekiness in her childlike tone and twinkling eyes, looking up in mock surprise as Abby gently sucker punched her.
‘No Duncan hi
