Lucy had been nothing but a sweetheart. Even if Alexander has left her again two nights ago, the woman still welcomed him with all smiles. Since Amelia ended their session so early, after he had his well-deserved sleep, he went to Lucy in the pub and invited her for a stroll in the park. Dressed in his casual suit and a hat enough to hide his face, they walked side by side and enjoyed the calm afternoon.
“How was she?” Lucy suddenly asked and he was at a loss.
“Pardon?”
“The woman you were with the last time? The widow?”
“Oh,” he said. “Yes, yes. She’s fine, I think.”
Lucy nodded. “I feel sorry for female widows, really. They are left off by their husbands and the society won’t look at them all the same.”
He does not know what to answer to that.
“I mean, they can marry again if they
