‘I will be very disappointed if that fabric’s gone, Ada. Wait until you see it – simply beautiful,’ Doris said.
‘I’m sure on you it will be,’ Ada replied. ‘Don’t you think, Cissie?’
‘Mm?’ It didn’t matter what Cissie said. The other two women stayed two steps in front of her, lost in their chatter, occasionally flinging back a crumb at her. Never mind; she was content to be out walking in the fresh air and away from the quiet house. Her thoughts returned to the conversation she’d had with George last night.
‘Cissie, I’m going to speak with Mayor Jordan tomorrow,’ he’d begun. ‘I’ve finally managed to schedule a meeting. Scotty and Ivan have been rallying support in Wellington and Hawke’s Bay. The Wairarapa community should be offered the chance to get involved. If we can get a committee
