D’you think that’s making his asthma worse?”Benson shrugged. Dinner’s in the oven. ” Leaping out, she slammed the car door in his face. A great waft of garlic made him feel distinctly queasy.
From the kitchen came a heady waft of garlic and herbs and from the dining room the same swooping My dear-punctuated roar of a successful drinks party. “Rupert’s told me. “I’m going to stay behind and sort out Rocky,” said Rupert grimly. “I’m a bit late,” she said.
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