Chapter 7

Avril picked up the bowl of grated apple. “Thanks. I’ll just add a bit of lemon juice and I’ll make up the pies later.”

“I promise I’ll look after Colin,” Martin said. Privately he knew most of the looking after would be done by Colin to him.

“I know.” Avril’s voice was quiet.

Martin found and squeezed her hand.

She squeezed back. “It’s such a long way.” After a sigh, she added, “But it’s a fantastic opportunity for the two of you.”

Martin nodded. She’d said that a number of times, he wondered if she truly believed it. “And the weather’s better.”

Avril sighed and didn’t let go of Martin’s hand. He sensed she had more to say, so put his other hand on top of hers.

“If you’re ahead of schedule, why don’t you sit down for a minute?”

There was another sigh, but Avril took the chair next to Martin, who just waited.

“I went for a routine mammogram last month. They…” She cleared her throat. “They found something.”

“Oh, Avril.” Martin’s hands tightened over hers.