“What are we having?”
“We’re starting with a salad of orange, walnut, Gorgonzola, and mixed greens with a fresh citrus vinaigrette, followed by roast leg of lamb with rosemary, early morning oven-roasted new potatoes, and for dessert, white chocolate raspberry cheesecake.”
One of my favorite meals. And I knew there would be candles on the cheesecake. “You’re a chef beyond compare, Gregor.”
“Don’t try buttering me up. I still think you’re making a big mistake. Your mother’s in her office. Why don’t you go say hello. I’ll call when dinner’s on the table.”
I smiled and squeezed his shoulder, then wandered down the hallway and around to the small office Mother used.
I stood in the doorway, observing her. She sat behind her desk, her spine straight. Her hair had always been a very pale blo
