Chapter 5
“Sor-right, I’ll get it.”
Paul walked down the hallway and opened the door. He had become so
comfortable staying at Trevor’s, he thought nothing of opening the
bloke’s front door.
“Doris?” He wondered why
Pete’s grandmother would be visiting Trevor.
“Oh hello, Paul, love. I’d
forgotten you were living here.”
Doris’ lined face looked
even more worn than usual. She stood wringing her hands, looking
upset.
“What’s wrong? Uh, come
in.” He stood aside for Doris to enter. Taking her coat he asked,
“Would you like a cup of tea? Trev’s just made a pot.”
“I’d love a cup, thank
you.”
Paul showed Doris into the
front room. That, and offering tea, were such ingrained customs, he
didn’t even question his actions.
“I’ll just go get the tea
and tell Trevor you’re here. I ta
