Chapter Sixty-Eight
Sunday, 16th May 2010, 12:12 pm
Gemma called Greg as she got onto the motorway.
“Hi Gem!” he said eagerly. “Are you on your way back?”
“Just got onto the M1 darling – the SatNav says I’m just over two hours away.”
“That sounds like good timing; I’ve got a nice joint of beef with all the trimmings. Tori’s still here and I invited her to stay for lunch; is that OK?”
“Of course! I’m dying to see you both. I skipped breakfast at Tanya’s so I’ll be ravenous by the time I get there. Roast beef sounds divine! My tummy’s rumbling already.”
“Just let me know if you hit traffic; I can always delay things a bit,” Greg told her.
“I will, I love you, darling!”
“I love you too. Drive safely.”
Gemma sighed. She’d have to tell Greg – she could never possibly keep a secret lik
