Livia was surprised to get the call from Marcia. She hadn’t seen or heard from her for well over six months. Strange.
“Hi Liv,” Marcia started. Very familiar, thought Livia straight away. “Oh hi!” she replied.
“Liv, I got to thinking. We’re both always stuck at home, so maybe we ought to make the best of it. What say we meet up for lunch and then we can moan about our husbands over a glass of Prosecco?”
“Sounds good”, lied Livia. “Why not come here and I can brag about my new kitchen?”
“Great! I’ll bring the booze... when’s best?”