‘Giorgia.’

‘Will you arrange something? Maybe a weekend is best, and before the baby arrives!’

‘You know, I’m finally beginning to feel a bit more settled,’ Luca said. ‘I can’t believe how long it has taken. I guess this is just such a different life to what I’m used to in Positano. Obviously it’ll never be quite the same, but I’m trying my best to get used to it.’

‘We will go and visit again this summer,’ said Libby. She felt guilty that they hadn’t visited yet.

‘My family are desperate to see us. We should have gone at Christmas or at least for New Year.’

‘I know. I’m sorry about that. I suppose it would have been sensible, but Helen is so rarely over that I needed to make the most of her being here and spend time with her. Mum loved having us both to stay too. It was good for her to get to know you a bit better. And at least I met your family lots while I was living in Positano.’

‘I know, I know. But as soon as the baby is old enough, we should go.’

‘I promise we will.’ Libby bent across and gave him a kiss, having hauled herself out of her chair to go to the bathroom. She was also longing to get back to Italy. It was strange to think that their child would be just as Italian as he or she was British. She would do her best to make sure that their child grew up bilingual. What an amazing advantage to have in life that would be.