‘It’s slightly sensitive.’ I pause. ‘It’s about Hayley.’ I look straight at Miles. He nods for me to continue. I turn my head towards you, Saffron. ‘One day, when you were in prison, Saffron, I popped to the house hoping to see Miles. But he was out giving a police statement. Anyway, Hayley invited me in for coffee and we got chatting.’ I pause. ‘Did you know she writes a diary?’

‘No,’ you reply.

‘Yes,’ Miles replies almost in unison.

‘Well,’ I continue, ‘Hayley got distracted, having to check on the gardeners. They had a problem with one of your trees. So she inadvertently left me alone with it and I had a quick peek.’

‘Voyeuristic,’ Miles says.

I shrug my shoulders. ‘I’m glad I did. That young woman is a troublemaker. And she seriously has the hots for you, Miles. She would go to extreme lengths to snare you. You both need to be very wary of her.’

You exchange glances with Miles. A frown furrows your brow.

‘Let me show you. I took some pictures of the text on my iPhone.’

I press my phone, and pass it across the table to them. They sit heads together and read. After a while they look up.

‘See what I mean? She’s seriously into Miles, so much so that she lied to me. She told me she thought Saffron had feelings for me. Leading me to hope. Leading me to behave inappropriately, when in fact all she wanted was to cause trouble between you both, so that she could attempt to bag Miles. I’m furious. I feel played.’ I stop for breath. ‘And I’m sorry for behaving so badly. I want to apologise.’

Miles takes a large sip of wine, puts his head on one side and smiles.

‘Well you’ve always been a pain, so I’m used to it, mate.’ He pauses. ‘And you have always been over-interested in my wife, you bastard, so you deserve to be played.’

His eyes shine into mine the way they always do when he is teasing me. I know he loves me. He needs my help. He has forgiven me.

‘And you saw the way Hayley behaved at the funeral,’ I continue.

‘It was appalling,’ you bristle. ‘Totally over the top and inappropriate. And she was supposed to be looking after the boys.’