After lunch Jenna and Seth sat in the living room, enjoying their toffee puddings.
“I do enjoy your company I must say,” Jenna said. She was sitting on the sofa with legs curled up, feeling remarkably eased. “I don’t have many friends here too, to be honest. I moved here about six months ago, and the only place that I hang out most is the flower shop, and the children’s home.”
“You said you were a teacher before, right?” Seth asked. He too, was sprawling in the armchair, all relaxed with a glass of wine in his hand.
“I was a pre-school teacher in a really nice school in London, ‘till my aunt asked me to come over to look after the shop for her. She’s half retiring. She’s in York right now with her boyfriend,” Jenna told Seth.
Seth looked surprised. “From a teacher to a florist… that’s
