"I see," Jan answered in her cool professional tone. His argument that they were no longer family was nonsense. He would always be Billy to her, time was irrelevant. The cure for this disease was for her to just get to know him again like family.

"Language!" Jane scolded as a surge of brown tea rolled across the table. He was an even worse housekeeper than his wife evidently. "Right then, it's settled. Sunday lunch then, to meet yer family and to start to make up for all this lost time."