Suspicious proposition

Magnificent aromas coming from the kitchen woke Jo up. She could get a sniff of freshly brewed coffee and fried bacon, which meant nothing less than that, finally, Mike flew home. She felt relieved.

She said goodbye to him yesterday evening when they returned from the pub, arguing that she didn’t know if she would be able to get up when Nick would come to pick him up for his ride to the airport.

Jo didn’t want to shatter yesterday's meeting with Mr Kelly, which turned out to be a complete failure. They had not received such lashes in public for a long time. Somehow she had to bear it with dignity.

After all, she would talk to Mike on the phone during the day.

She dressed up as quickly as possible in the hope that she was about to eat her favorite breakfast without proving to anyone what is healthy and what is not.

She was speechless as she entered the kitchen. Mike and Nick were sitting at the table, and Matthew was standing by the hob, frying.