““I grabbed the case and gave it a cuddle. “My darling! Thank you. Come on in and have a coffee. Or a tea. Or my first-born child. You choose.” “Well…”“No, you must. You saved Vanessa’s life.” “Vanessa?”“My violin. Come on, come in. I’ll get out the proper stuff that actually comes from real beans.” She took a hesitant step forward. “Are you sure you need any more caffeine?” I frowned. “Why do people always ask that? Merrow, JL. Slam! (Kindle Locations 570-576).””
