The dinner was delicious at Welby's home. The previous awkwardness that had settled after Ruth's questions about the wolf painting had dissipated by now.
Ruth was silent amongst the chattering heads. She was remembering her mother and missed her. The words fell on her ears but, her mind was too lost to hid them. Now and then she would feel Mr Welby's eyes on her.
It was not strange in a creepy way but, it was strange. As she felt like he was trying to solve a mystery. As if he was seeking an answer to a question. But what confused her was why he thought that she could be a way to get that answer.
"Ruth?"
"Yes, Mrs Welby?"
"If you do not mind me asking, have you found your suitor yet?"
Thea and Rees froze in their place.
~"Mother!"~ Rees warned, but his mother ignored him.
Ruth took a sip of water from her glass. She had expected Mrs Welby to ask that question, and she was ready to answer it.
"No, Mrs Welby. I have not." She answered politely.
