‘Is that so?’ She swallowed, willing herself to relax. ‘I can’t imagine what it might be.’
‘You can’t imagine…anything?’ His mouth tilted into a small teasing smile. ‘I’m stricken.’
‘Sure, and don’t you look it,’ she said, struggling to keep her expression bland.
‘Perhaps if you tried harder, something might come to mind.’
‘Matt, could you—?’ Doreen’s head appeared around the door. ‘Oh, Caitlin. Sorry, dear, I didn’t realise you were in here as well.’ The older woman looked from one to the other and back again.
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