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‘Inspiration…For what exactly?’

‘What I do’ Didi turned back to admire the work but didn’t elaborate on the fact that she produced pieces along similar lines to the prominent Aussie artist and hoped to one day bathe in the sas, whether it’s food or fashion or fabric’ She flicked hilance ‘That surprises you’

‘I’ about you’

He atching her with an expression she either couldn’t or didn’t want to read All she kneas it made her…prickly, itchy Bitchy ‘It’s a pity it’s all so—’ she waved her free hand at the room ‘—monochrome’

One eyebrow rose ‘My designer thought otherwise’ Then he seemed to reflect on that a iven his choice of interior decoration a thought

‘Personal opinion of course, but you don’t think it’s lacking a little warmth and intimacy?’ When he didn’t reply she looked around at the bare surfaces ‘Where’s the ambience? A few hourine A ht and a bluesy CD’

Typical Didi-speak, but now the war seemed to take hold as he continued to watch her To distract herself she set her box on the floor, withdrew Charlie, buried her face in his soft fur and changed the topic ‘Hey, you’re safe now, little guy’ But was she?

‘It suits me the way it is’ He turned his attention to Charlie ‘That cat looks remarkably healthy for a stray Are you sure it was abandoned?’

She rubbed the round tight tummy ‘True, but if you found a cat stuffed in a box tied up with string and left by a toilet block ould you assume?’

He nodded, straightened, all forain ‘The bedroos—minimalist ‘It has an enclosed balcony Please keep the cat confined to that area’

She followed hiliym equipment…and her stuff