“Will you have enough
money for that?”
Jason smiled
suddenly. “Yes. Much more than enough.”
“You’ll be getting mine
when I die, darling,” said Lucasta.
“That could be a hundred
years away, grandam!” joked Jason.
“You’re indestructible. Seriously, grandam, I hope it is.” He reached across the table and took her
hand. “I love you. And you too, Eleanor. My honorary grandmother. I’m so glad I came here to this house the
first day I arrived. You made me feel
welcome and at home. Australia made me feel
wanted and liked and accepted, despite being a toff and speaking with a funny
accent.” He swallowed the lump in his
throat. “I just hope my news doesn’t
change my friendships with Keith and Esmé and Lou. Because the money I have won’t be for
me—except for airfares to visit you, grand—but for the home. So I won’t actually be any richer. Not really.”
“They won’t change,”
asserted Eleanor with complete assurance.
“They’re your friends and they love you for you. As I do.
What’s more, I can help you.”
Jason raised his eyebrows.
“You can have one of the
houses in the terrace.”
“That wouldn’t be fair on
you.” Jason had no idea she owned more
than the house they were in.
“I’ll do it in memory of
Bart. And for you. And anyway, I own the whole terrace. This was the first house I owned, but when
I’d paid off a lot of the mortgage, I bought the others one by one and used the
rent to pay off the loans, and now I have more than enough. I’d like to help.”
Jason just nodded. He was quite unable to speak.
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