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Haydon bit back a smile. ‘I see,’ he said gravely. ‘Exhausting.’
‘You can say that again.’
Between the weeping, the hurt pride, the recriminations and the unpaid bills, Katie had been at her wits’ end. All she had wanted was to find somewhere, anywhere, to live on her own once more.
That was when she had seen the advertisement. A reliable person was wanted to live in a South London house and care for the garden while the owner was abroad for three months. The house was a comfortable walk or a short bus ride from the school where she taught. She did not know anything about gardening but, heck, there was always the public library. It had seemed like the answer to a prayer.
Some of this she told him. She would have been surprised and annoyed if she had guessed how much she did not tell him that he still managed to piece together.
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