I untied the ribbons and looked inside the box.
The sponge cake inside was an artful confection, chocolate ganache scattered with bright raspberry jewels.
It was an ordinary luxury, which Raymond had chosen, especially for me. “Thank you,” I said, feeling tears threaten to well up.
There was really nothing else I needed to say. “Thanks for inviting us, Eleanor,” he said.
“Mum loves to get out, but she doesn’t often get the chance.” “You’re welcome anytime, both of you are,” I said, and I meant it.
I set the cake on a tray with the tea things but, before I could pick it up, Raymond did the honors.
I followed behind. He had had his hair cut, I noticed.
“How are you feeling, Eleanor?” Mrs. Gibbons asked, once we were all settled.
“Raymond mentioned that you’d been a bit under the weather recently?”
She wore an expression of mild, polite concern, nothing more, and I realized, flushed with gratitude, that he hadn’t provided her with any details.
“I’m feeling much better, thank you,” I said. “Raymond’s been keeping an eye on me. I’m very lucky.”
He looked surprised. His mother did not. “He’s got a heart of gold, my boy,” she said, nodding.
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