The Wallflower Duchess. Liz Tyner
hurt me.’
‘You have always been mature.’ She wriggled her nose. ‘And staid. Or is that stale? And do I smell mould?’
‘No. You just smell.’
Lily dodged Abigail’s pretend slap.
‘That’s what I mean,’ Abigail said, ‘you always use the oldest jests.’
‘Go away.’
‘You can’t be that fortunate as to have both Mother and me move. But I am happy Mother left. Now I can fall in love without worrying she will cause more tales.’
‘Love,’ Lily muttered. ‘Mother and her friends showed me just how wonderful that is.’
‘Lily—’
‘Can you name one person happy and in love?’
‘Well, no,’ Abigail said. ‘But it exists. I’m sure of it.’
‘Would you like to buy a unicorn?’ Lily asked.
Abigail laughed. ‘No.’ She dragged out the word. ‘And you’d still be saving for one if Father hadn’t told you that they cost over a million pounds.’
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