Which, if it were to happen now, would result in a relationship with his future step-sister because Sylvia has done the next best thing and got herself engaged to, and moved in with (the hussy), the widowed District Judge himself!
My garden is looking fantastic. Armed with rubber gloves and protective clothing (one can’t be too careful when pregnant – there might be some nasty Toxoplasmosis just ready to jump out from the soil) I’ve harvested my first lettuces and leeks. Kit’s been helping, for mercenary rather than altruistic reasons of course, and I’ve spent many a happy weekend down here with Dad and India in tow.
And Nick and me? Well, once he’d got over the shock of me being not just pregnant but pregnant with twins, Nick took me out for a celebratory meal to a cosy little restaurant we’d always wanted to visit but couldn’t afford. As I sipped my (non-alcoholic) wine, his eyes never once left mine.
And there we were once more, but twenty years on. Playing that glorious game which has only two players. And which ignores everything around it, but concentrates solely on the meeting of eyes, again and again.
‘Lust,’ Grace laughed when I told her all about it the following day. ‘Pure, unadulterated, no other word for it, Lust.’
‘The One,’ I laughed back, secure in the knowledge that indeed he was, and always would be, The One.
About the Author
Julie Houston started writing when a child in her class told her she had the biggest tits he’d ever seen. Her horror turned to uncontrollable hysterics when he added, “My last teacher’s were nowhere as big and always in red - never in green!” She knew she just had to get it down in writing and ‘Goodness, Grace and Me’ was the result. She was taken on by agent Anne Williams at KHLA in London and Bristol and, whilst she continues to teach part time, (and still finds ten-year-old kids hugely funny) she is working on the sequel which she hopes will continue to make people laugh. Julie lives in West Yorkshire, where her novels are set, with a long-suffering husband, two bolshy teenagers of her own and a mad Cockapoo called Lincoln. She is a teacher and magistrate and loves nothing more than dancing round the kitchen practising her Gangnam Style moves while polishing her granite.
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