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‘But you’ve already discussed all this with Anna, so I hear, so now we can all three discuss it.’
‘So Anna’s told you …’
‘Nothing,’ said Molly. ‘This is the first time we’ve had a chance to see each other.’
‘So I’m interrupting your first heart to heart,’ said Richard, with a genuine effort towards jovial tolerance. He sounded pompous, however, and both women looked amusedly uncomfortable, in response to it.
Richard abruptly got up.
‘Going already?’ enquired Molly.
‘I’m going to call Tommy.’ He had already filled his lungs to let out the peremptory yell they both expected, when Molly interrupted with: ‘Richard, don’t shout at him. He’s not a little boy any longer. Besides I don’t think he’s in.’
‘Of course he’s in.’
‘How do you know?’
‘Because he’s looking out of the window upstairs. I’m surprised you don’t even know whether your son is in or not.’
‘Why? I don’t keep a tab on him.’
‘That’s all very well, but where has that got you?’
The two now faced each other, serious with open hostility. Replying to his: Where has that got you? Molly said: ‘I’m not going to argue about how he should have been brought up. Let’s wait until your three have grown up before we score points.’
‘I haven’t come to discuss my three.’
‘Why not? We’ve discussed them hundreds of times. And I suppose you have with Anna too.’
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