"I'm not terribly concerned about the price," Lily said thoughtfully. "Obviously it is something to consider, and there is an upward limit of what I'm willing to spend, but I don't want that to be too much of a block when it comes to planning. We can sort out the plan, James and you and me, and see what works best."
She was feeling very optimistic about this entire thing. The thought that she could have her own space, filled with these lovely things, within just a few months... It made her very happy.
Lily was brought back from an image of herself on this prospective terrace, teacup in hand, soft music playing, by her son's question. She smiled, just a touch of color creeping into her cheeks. "Very well, thank you," she said primly, "I have asked him to move home."