your wife, Donald? And the kids?’
‘Don’t see much of them these days, old chap. We’ve split up.’
‘I’m sorry to hear that.’
‘These things happen.’
‘Indeed.’ Hugo unconsciously echoed Donald’s speech mannerism, and his light tone belied the faintly disturbing possibilities the information conveyed. He pushed his hair away from his eyes as he took his leave and strode back towards the hospital complex. He had no idea he was frowning quite so heavily until he passed Joan in the corridor.
‘Goodness, Hugh. What’s up?’
‘Nothing. Why?’
‘You look as though you’re on your way to tear strips off someone. Not me, I hope?’
‘Of course not.’ The thought of Joan ever doing something that might require a severe reprimand was amusing and Hugo smiled.
‘Was that Donald Hamilton I saw you talking to outside?’
‘Yes.’ Hugo shook his head. ‘He’s taken quite a shine to Maggie.’
‘Really?’ Joan’s tone suggested surprise rather than disapproval. Then she frowned. ‘I thought he was married.’
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