"Being super posh always struck me as sort of boring," Jamie said, shrugging. "That's just me, though." He held up a loaf of bread in triumph. "There shall be toast!"

He sat the eggs and cheese on the counter, digging for a skillet without saying anything. He stood back up and looked at her. "I've been doing OK," he said. "I know I've got people I can talk to if I need to, and that's a great thing."