There’s a knock. “Come in, James.”
He enters, somewhat cautiously, but that…. rigidity…. there was to him when last we spoke has gone.
He looks well.
In fact, he looks very well.
veryI stand to shake his hand. “Great to see you again, James. How are you now?”
“I’m good Richard. I’m good.”
“And Charlotte? Is she…?”
“She’s doing fine, Richard… and I didn’t say it last week. I should have but I was still…. um….”
“Shell-shocked?”
He spreads his hands. “It’s as good a word as any isn’t it. Yes, I was shell-shocked. A lot came out in a very short time.”
“But it’s behind us now, wouldn’t you say?”
“Yes, I would say that, except that…. I do owe you an apology….”
I cut him off. “It’s not needed, James. As I said last week, had our positions been reversed, I would have done just what you
