Richard wanted to take her advice, but he knew that he did not have the courage. He folded up like an umbrella whenever she was close to him.
'I cannot make my intention known. It is not easy.' He gulped his Barley.
At least Missy was not there to distract him from making the right choice on his drink.
'Whatever do you mean? During my time, men called with flowers and biscuits, and I do not think times have changed that much.' Tabitha said.
Richard looked at the old woman before him and at that moment, he did not want anything more than to take her advice.
Even though Richard's shyness caused him to push Tabitha's advice aside, he was glad that she had not mentioned anything concerning Gina. At least, Ansley was keeping his mouth shut in that regard.
After a few more mugs of Barley, Richard went home. Ever since Ansley mentioned their meeting, Richard had not said anything to his mother.
