‘She did. All the time,’ Brittany argued.
‘It’s true,’ Savannah agreed. ‘We had to do heaps more stuff around the house.’
‘For goodness’ sake,’ Jenny muttered. ‘Can we drop the drama and bickering? I seriously have not had enough coffee this morning to deal with this right now.’
‘I’m not hanging out any of their stuff,’ Chloe declared mutinously, which sparked a whole new round of how hard the older two had it growing up.
Jenny left the room without a backwards glance. She’d let them deal with it—they were supposed to be adults now. She’d buy a coffee on the way to work and sit in the car and drink it in peace.
As she passed the hall table, she noticed the bunch of flowers that Nick had brought over the night before had been placed in a vase. She’d forgotten all about them. She touched the petals of the delicate arrangement of pink and white carnations lightly then paused as she stared thoughtfully at the single pink hydrangea in the centre. It looked out of place, almost as though it had been added later.
She’d never told Nick she liked hydrangeas.
