Housewife on Top [antikvár]

Chapter One ONLY 2,638 SHOPPING HOURS TO GO 'Thank God you're in.' Leoni barged past me into the flat, almost knocking me to the carpet. Tm having the most hideous morning ever and I need somewhere to sit down and calm my tattered nerves.' She shook her head savagely and ploughed through to my kitchen, blindly stepping over the two buiging grocery bags I hadn't yet unpacked, and reached for the kettle. ' Un-bloody-believable. And you know what?' She tapped her foot angrily on the floor. 'I blame the government.' I returned her knowing look, keen to