I take advantage of her apparent focus to slowly extract my phone from where I’ve hidden it between the sofa cushions. ‘Put that down,’ she says without looking up. ‘I’m just checking the weather,’ I lie. ‘Anyway, I’m fine.’ ’Spoiler: it’s going to be cold and rainy all day. And you need to rest. Put it away.’ The strength of my sigh makes her laugh. ‘Isn’t it annoying when you feel fine but a certain person keeps fussing over you like you’re on death’s door?’ she asks me with a perky smile. Checkmate to her. ‘Yeah. It certainly is,’ I grit out.
