Abi was a little worried but was determined to not let it show and relax in front of Hemingway's boy. She called him a boy but he was far more close to her age than she wanted to think about. The island had messed them around, yes, but it was still unnerving to think that her boyfriend had a son around her age.
"Hi," she said, hoping her hands weren't clammy, "and thanks. I think the motif of Thomas the Tank Engine really sets the place apart from others. My son's an excellent decorator."