"A glass of wine would be lovely," Rosalind said. She took the indicated seat with prim precision. Her lips thinned in faint disapproval at the way her son's girlfriend was distracting his aid dog. Eurodice's responsiblity was to watch over Terry, not to be fawned over by Susan Bones.
Terry had something of a lost look in his eyes at the obvious distance between the two most important people in his life. "Dinner is nearly ready. I'll have it on the table in few minutes," he said quietly.