I’m sorry, Carol. I love spoiling you, but I think we should forget about buying each other Christmas presents this year.’
Sean rehearsed his speech throughout the 20-minute drive home, but whichever way he said the words, they still sounded wrong.
He found a place to park and gazed up at the house. It was a small, two-bedroom terrace but it meant so much to him, it could have been a palace.