But Mr Fleming, your children's father, yes?''Yes,' said Octavia, 'yes, that is correct. Almost at the M5 turn-off. But I'd like a coffee. Did you go to Crane?''Of course.
That would teach NicoCadogan how it felt to lose something very dear to him. Nothing definite, nothing at all. Even the weather had changed, as if in sympathy, with thetragedy; it had become cloudy and windy, the warm goldensunshine of the day before quite gone. 'I'm making some tea, wouldyou like a cup?''That would be very nice.
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