Murder Mistaken*

“Hello,” I say, answering the flat phone last night at 6.30pm. “Hello my lovely,” Seb says.  “How are you?” “I’ve had an epic nap and now I’m packing,” I say, although haven’t started yet.  Haven’t even unpacked from earlier in the week.  “How are you my darling?” “I had to saw the sofa in half […]