‘Why?’ If it hadn’t been for the guilty look Gilly would never have asked. She felt that if she wanted her privacy respected she should respect Helena’s but she was her mother. There were a few privileges.
‘Because we’re living together. No! Not like that! I’m renting a room in his house. For money. So we’re sharing a house really, not living together. Although we do share meals – or we have so far.’
Gilly smiled again, hoping she didn’t look too fond and clucky for her independent daughter. ‘I’ll give you all the pork belly then.’
Later Gilly found herself in Waitrose staring mindlessly at the chocolate display. Usually she was focused when she went shopping, had a list, knew what she wanted, but now her decision-making ability had deserted her. She still hadn’t decided what to do about Leo.
She became aware of someone at her elbow. It was William. ‘Oh, hello!’
‘Hello.’ He paused. ‘I’d ask how you are but I think I know the answer.’
‘Oh God, do I look awful?’
‘Not awful, never that, but you don’t look happy.’
Gilly started a smile and then decided it probably looked ghoulish and stopped.
‘When I feel like that, I go gliding,’ said William.
‘Do you?’
‘Can I take you gliding? Would you like that?’
At that moment she couldn’t decide what chocolate bar to buy, how could she make a decision about going gliding?
‘I don’t know. I’ve never been. How can I possibly tell if I’d like it?’
‘I expect the thought makes you feel a bit apprehensive,’ said William. ‘Can we find a day when I can take you to look at the glider and – if it’s sunny and you feel like it – we can go up? But if you don’t fancy it we’ll just go out for lunch?’
‘William, it’s terribly kind of you but—’
‘I’ll email you,’ said William, ‘then you can think about it and reply accordingly. I shouldn’t have put you on the spot while you’re shopping.’
Now Gilly felt guilty. ‘I’m sorry! It was such a kind thought but—’
‘It came at just the wrong moment.’ He smiled. ‘I’ll email you.’ Then he walked off towards the wine department.
Gilly watched him go. It was so kind to try to offer comfort when she was obviously suffering. On the other hand she could have done with him not being quite so quick to notice when she’d put on a good layer of ‘I’m absolutely fine’ make-up. Still, ifit hadn’t worked, it hadn’t worked. She picked up the first chocolate that came to hand and put several bars into her trolley. Then she headed to the baking ingredients department. She saw William passing through towards the checkouts. He gave her a wave and a smile and she smiled back. Gliding, she thought, not her sort of thing at all. Which was rather a shame.
Gilly was very surprised to open her front door and see Leo standing there just after she’d put her shopping away. He had a huge bunch of flowers in his hand and a very humble expression on his face.
‘Forgive me for just turning up like this but I thought you may have blocked my number,’ he said, ‘and I really wanted to say how sorry I was about my behaviour last night.’
Gilly opened her front door, her feelings very mixed. ‘Come in. And there’s no need for all this.’
He came in and put the flowers into her hands. ‘There was very much a need.’
‘I’ll just put these somewhere. I expect they could do with a drink before I arrange them.’ Leaving Leo in the hall she went to her utility room and found a bucket. When the flowers were in water up to their necks she went back to her unexpected guest. Her short encounter with a cold tap had been enough for her to gather her composure.
‘Can I offer you some coffee, Leo?’ she asked. ‘Having given your lovely flowers a drink I think I should show you the same courtesy.’ She smiled.
‘Can I suggest something different? Can I suggest I take you to my house for coffee? I’d like you to see it.’
The sensible part of Gilly would have said no but her curiosity squashed common sense in a second. ‘That would be delightful,’ she said. ‘Go and make yourself comfortable in the sitting room while I get ready.’
Gilly wanted to suggest she took her own car but then decided it looked a bit rude. Helena would have chided her for her inability to be rude to people but good manners were in every fibre of her being and Leo was making a huge effort. Saying sorry was obviously hard for him and he was doing it with very good grace.
Unusually for Leo, he didn’t talk much as he drove so when Helena rang the call broke the silence. Gilly felt awkward talking to her daughter because she knew Helena would not approve of what she was doing. At least Helena would understand her desire to see a possibly lovely house, but she wouldn’t want the house to be Leo’s.
