#255632 - All these thoughts caused a little flurry of butterflies in Mrs Jackson’s stomach, and as she filled the teapot with boiling water, she noticed that her hands were quite unsteady all of a sudden. There had been times when she was able to observe him without him being aware - of him polishing his beloved Yamaha out by the back door, his long corn-coloured hair falling lazily over one eye that so reminded her of his father; and of Jason fixing an item of electrical equipment in the home, a look of intense concentration that brought a deep furrow to his brow; and also of seeing him standing behind a steam clouded shower screen while a fresh towel was taken into to him because he’d forgotten. He looked fed-up and resigned, yet a little grin played on his lips, as if in anticipation of something naughty.
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