“We’re making all your favorite foods. And we’ll have a feast tonight. We’ll curl up on the couch and watch one of those Jane Austen movies. You’ll stay the night, sleep in your old bed. And we’ll make breakfast together in the morning, crêpes suzette. I even have fresh marmalade.” As she said this she poured a cup of tea and crossed to the table, putting it down in front of my brother.
