James
A moment later and the sound of the front door, then Ross’ voice. “I’ll put the car away, Mr Haswell. Mrs Haswell is in the lounge with Mr Alexanders.”
“James is here?”
“Yes, Mr Haswell. He arrived about twenty minutes ago. Mrs Haswell has asked me to set an extra place for dinner.”
“Excellent.” He sounds cheerful….
…. Good to know I’m welcome….
Richard enters, tossing his briefcase onto the settee. Beth navigates him into the chair opposite mine by the fire, where he flops down with a sigh. A minute later and she is pressing a brandy glass into his hand and topping up mine.
Better not have too much….
…. Still got to drive….
Beth stays close by, taking a seat set back a little from the two of us. She has a way of fading into the background when she wants to….