Reblogged from Smorgasbord. I loved this!
‘My Jack,’ said Lily, is such a wonderful boy, each week he visits me for two hours and brings me the most beautiful bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolates. Once a month he takes me out to a restaurant for Sunday lunch and anything I need, I just have to mention it and it is there.
‘Well’, said Mary a little tartly. ‘My Angus lives with me and every morning brings up a tray to my room with a fully cooked breakfast and a pot of tea with a white rose in a bud vase. He comes home from work every day to make me soup and a sandwich and then in the evening we watch television with a wonderful supper he has prepared’.
Molly held up her hand and smiled smugly at her…
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