Chapter 28
“What makes you think you’re such an interesting topic of conversation anyway?” Mary asked.
“I’m deeply wounded.” I mock limped to the kitchen.
This caused the other two to laugh. I got the drinks together on a tray and brought them back into the living room.
“Shhh, he’s coming back in,” Mary said as I entered.
“You see, you were talking about me.”
“No, we just thought we’d wind you up a bit,” Mark told me.
“It didn’t work. After two rounds of shopping in one day, I’m too knackered to be wound up.”
“Yeah, thank god it’s only once a year,” Mark said. Though I noticed he said it with a wistful expression.
“You two. That was nothing! If I’d have had more time, I’d have driven you to Leeds, and then you’d have had something to complain about.”
“Thank god for small mercies,” I said.