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the apartment, and a short ten-minute walk. It couldn’t be handier and again, because everything now seemed to be slotting so easily into place, Leonie wondered if somebody up there might be giving her a helping hand. Today had been her first day on the job and while it had been hectic, she’d really enjoyed getting stuck in.
    ‘But a florist’s?’ Grace continued disbelievingly down the other end of the line. ‘Sure, you know feck all about flowers!’
    ‘Well, I know a little bit from being at Xanadu – but I’m picking things up as I go along.’
    ‘Wow, you really are gas, Leonie,’ her friend went on, this time with obvious admiration in her tone. ‘Only a few weeks there and already you’re practically one of the natives! Me, I get lost in Dundrum Shopping Centre, never mind trying to find my way around a massive place like San Francisco.’
    ‘It’s easy to find your way around here though. It’s a very compact city; you can pretty much walk to most places –’
    ‘Well it wouldn’t be me ….oh, Rocky, stop – leave your sister alone!’ Grace admonished her errant son, before smoothly continuing with the conversation, ‘but I envy your confidence all the same. Probably from all the travelling you’ve done. Oh, and speaking of which, we’re trying to plan our first family holiday at the moment,’ she added excitedly.
    ‘Really? Where are you thinking of going?’ Leonie was surprised to hear this. Grace generally disliked travel, and at three years old and full of beans, the twins would inevitably be a handful on any flight.
    ‘Ray was talking about Tunisia. Apparently it won’t be too hot over there around Easter but it’ll be warmer than Cyprus, which we were thinking of first. Now, don’t ask me anymore about it because he’s supposed to be making all the arrangements and to be honest, I’m not even sure if it’s one of the Greek Islands or the –’
    ‘It’s Africa,’ Leonie told her smiling. ‘Tunisia is in Africa.’ Given her friend’s wonky sense of geography, it was probably a good thing Grace didn’t travel very much!
    ‘Is it really? Now I didn’t know that,’ she said, sounding worried. ‘Will it be a very long flight so? God almighty, I don’t know why I let Ray organise these things; he just asked the travel agent for winter sun and that’s what we got. Sure he wouldn’t have a clue either, and knowing him he probably thinks it’s in Spain.’
    Leonie smiled, trying to imagine that conversation in the travel agency. ‘Oh, Rosie, will you give it a rest please !’ Grace moaned and Leonie deduced that the twins were kicking up a right rumpus in the background.
    ‘Are you sure you’re still OK to talk?’ she asked.
    ‘Oh, don’t mind them, they’re just acting up ‘cos they know my attention is elsewhere. God only knows what they’ll be like on a plane! But thinking about it now, you’d be the right one to ask about where we should go really. Have you been there, to Tunisia I mean?’
    Leonie’s heart skipped a beat. ‘Yes,’ she murmured. ‘A while back, not long after the twins were born actually.’
    ‘Really? I can’t remember that at all but then again, that’s no surprise - back then my brain was like mush! Africa, eh? So what’s it like? Will it suit us because I really don’t know if…oh!’ she exclaimed, breaking off in mid-sentence, and Leonie knew she’d finally copped it. ‘After the twins? Of course! Sure wasn’t it there that you – ‘
    ‘Yep,’ Leonie finished, trying to keep her tone even. ‘It’s where Adam and I first met.’
    ‘Oh Lee, I’m sorry, I completely forgot, and I didn’t mean to bring all that up....’
    ‘Hey, no need to apologise, I can’t pretend he never existed, can I?’
    ‘But isn’t that sort of what you’re doing now?’ her friend pointed out and Leonie marvelled at how her friend, despite her scattiness, somehow always managed to zoom right to the heart of the matter.
    ‘No,’ she