‘Yes, ma’am, very much so. Extremely disappointed.’
Jane half pulled the face that she used on Andy when he told her that the Sauvignon Blanc had run out mid-evening, and it seemed to do the trick. And suddenly she found herself thinking ahead, to the holiday that she and Andy had booked in Italy, a blissful two weeks without the kids, without their Blackberrys, and very definitely without Superintendent Val Gorham.