2.13
Her mother phoned the following afternoon, as she did once every week, partly to find out if Yvette had heard from Immigration. Yvette told her she hadn’t.
‘Met any nice men yet?’
‘No, Mum. Not yet.’
Yvette couldn’t bring herself to tell her mother she’d been doing online dating. She was certain Leah wouldn’t approve. After her second husband had died, Leah remained a widow, concentrating her affections upon her grandchildren and her cat.
‘I saw Terry the other day,’ she said lightly.
‘Did you speak to him?’
‘Not really. He was in a hurry. He looked preoccupied.’
‘Oh well.’
‘You should have married him, Yvette. It would have saved all this waiting.’
Yvette said nothing. She listened with forced patience to her mother’s update on the progress of the forthcoming agricultural s
