She sipped her wine, smiled at me, and said that it’s at least something to think about.
“You did say you might get a little shop job or something when you start college,” she added.
“A little office job might be right up your street.”
“Or just down the stairs if it is here.” I grinned.
We soon finished our glasses and went indoors.
Mum made us a cup of tea and I slumped on the armchair in the sitting room.
I removed my heels and stretched my toes into the deep carpet.