As was becoming Lily’s habit after her morning routines, she bought a few newspapers and walked to the commune for a coffee – they hadn’t gotten around to baking bread or cakes yet, and there was no sign of the public coffee shop. She waved to the people working in the garden and entered the building. Jack was the only one sitting in the kitchen.
“How are things?” she asked as she entered the room, “Why aren’t you out with the others in the yard?”
“It’s my turn to make the coffee”.
“Ah, the easy job…”
“Turn,” he replied forcefully. “Anyway, what happened to you and Alice last night? We were expecting you back here”.
“Is your brother about?”
“Why? What can he do for you that I can’t?”
“Are you going to start getting silly again? He is the leader of the commune, so I have to go throug
