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I sit with Michael and Charlotte out on the terrace for breakfast, lounging in the sunshine. This Summer seems blessed and the weather brings us nothing but bright days and blue skies. Sipping coffee and juice, I’m too warm to feel hungry. Even Charlotte has limited herself to toast, although, true to form, she’s going through a lot of it. I meet eyes with Michael, then turn to Charlotte, crunching her way through a heap of buttered wheat meal and marmalade. “I have to go back to the City for a few days.” I say. “I’ll be setting off after breakfast. Is there anything that either of you wants bringing back?” “No, I’m good.” shrugs Michael. Charlotte looks unsettled. “Me neither, Master, but this is a bit sudden, isn’t it? You never mentioned it before.” “I’ve only just found out when