Julia was standing outside the newsagent's shop next door to her favourite teashop, alternately reading the cards in the window and glancing at her watch.
"I'm not that late, am I?" Edward wrapped his arms round her waist, and rested his head on her shoulder. She wore the same perfume he remembered from before she married Hugh: L'air du Temps if he wasn't mistaken.
Julia checked her watch again. "It's not quite four, but I feel like I've been waiting for you all day."
* In the way of old families, no one is entirely sure of the exact degree of cousinship since the two families have intermarried down multiple generations, but Julia and Edward were brought up together and she went on to marry his older brother.
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