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167 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 31, 2019
I shook his hand with a mix of enthusiasm and restraint, if such a thing is possible to achieve. “Abi Thornley,” I found myself saying, but surely only to myself. “Mrs Abi Thornley.” Yes, it sounded good. I’m a bit of a traditionalist about these things. What was I thinking of? Here was an old lady, possibly dead, and I was contemplating marriage to a man I’d only seen a few times before, and never spoken to even once. (p. 2).
“I’ve always been called Abi,” I said. “Abi Button. I’ve lived in this road all my life. I know I’ve seen you around sometimes, but I don’t think I’ve spoken to you before. I’m sorry about that. I’m sure you’re a good neighbour. You must have known my parents, James and Frances Button.” (p. 17).
The right man had never come along for me, either. Not until now. I said, “Do you think Jack‒‒‒‒”
Fortunately my question was interrupted by the front doorbell. It was much too soon for Jack to have shared his feelings for me with his aunt. (pp. 18-19).