Agnes and Carl Jones were some of the most welcoming people Danica had met. They ushered her into their home as though they were old friends rather than meeting for the first time. Within 2 minutes, she'd been seated at the table and offered wine. Mum would love them, Danica thought. They were exactly the sorts of people she'd get along with, despite them being 10 or so years her senior.
Fraser had introduced her with a pride that made her heart swell. He was smitten and wasn't afraid to show it.
"Who are you going to sit next to today?" Fraser asked his sister, Erika, as Agnes and Carl made the finishing touches to Sunday dinner. His voice was softer and a few octaves higher than usual.
Much to Danica's shock, Erika pointed to her. She'd heard before how Erika didn't take well to new p
