James
Ross is apologetic. “I'm sorry, Mr Alexanders. With the short notice, I didn't have the time to make a better meal."
“Ross, it hardly matters. If you served me a cheese sandwich, I'd be a happy man."
We sit to steak, perfectly pink inside, steamed vegetables, a chowder starter and fresh fruit salad for dessert.
What would he have served with more time?
“Listen, James." says Richard, “My apologies if I was out of order earlier, but the fact is that with events last summer, and… other things...." He glances across at Beth, so like my fire-haired beauty. “.... I have an interest in Charlotte and I'd like to help if I can."
He's right....
They're too alike....
.... In appearance anyway....
It can't be a coincidence.…
I drop my eyes in tacit acknowledgement of his apology. “I'm
