My mom prepared the entire dinner before Link arrived. From what he told me, Dorian was given a room in the pack-house just next door to Angela and, of course, he accepted without hesitation, despite the invitation to stay with us. I guess staying next door to Angela was simply an irresistible offer which he couldn’t refuse.
“Thank you for having madam Thomson.” Link accepted my mom’s offer for a handshake.
“Amanda.” She corrected him and he smiled.
“I guess you are hungry. I prepared something small for dinner.” She said, while leading us to the living room. Since my father’s death we redecorated the dining room and with my mom, we ate only in the kitchen, behind the dining counter in the kitchen. In case of visitors, we used our living room to serve the food. It wasn’t very comfortabl
