She was less than comfortable with the turn of the conversation, them both having personal flaws so ready on their lips, and unconvinced by Hanna’s playful wink – but when the woman at the booth presented them each with a bonbon, Effie made a noise in her throat that sounded suspiciously like a little huffed snort.
If her friends supposed they had personal improvements to be made, she did not think a bonbon was the answer. She covered her mouth with her hand to disguise it as a cough. Surely they weren’t willing to pay for a sweet?
If her friends supposed they had personal improvements to be made, she did not think a bonbon was the answer. She covered her mouth with her hand to disguise it as a cough. Surely they weren’t willing to pay for a sweet?
