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Contents
ОглавлениеTitle Page
Copyright
Prologue
Part One
Chapter 1
I’ve got to take out my contact lenses, they’re sticking.
Chapter 2
My day off. Simon and Natalie were at work, and…
Chapter 3
Well. That was quite an evening.
Chapter 4
I spent all afternoon working on my online review of…
Chapter 5
As soon as he was through my front door, Phil…
Chapter 6
It took me almost an hour to choose the Klimt…
Chapter 7
Class went well last night. I think I’m finding my…
Chapter 8
I felt happy this morning. Really happy, endorphins fizzing and…
Chapter 9
OK, now, something very weird is going on. Either Biggles…
Chapter 10
Seeing them together tonight made me feel sick. The way…
Chapter 11
It’s too much. First, the card, the flowers and the…
Chapter 12
I had been so happy to see Siobhan in her…
Chapter 13
Have just got in from tennis. Dennis couldn’t believe how…
Chapter 14
I panicked, looking around the room, my instinct telling me…
Part Two
Chapter 15
It seems to be taking a long time, getting over…
Chapter 16
I heard someone come home at about 6.30 this evening.
Chapter 17
I need to find myself another tennis partner. I don’t…
Chapter 18
Emily and I had arranged to meet at Moulin Rouge,…
Chapter 19
I’d been trying to work up the courage to call…
Chapter 20
Emily came over again last night. I spent much of…
Chapter 21
I’m looking at what happened this morning as material for…
Chapter 22
The day started well. Emily came with me to the…
Chapter 23
As I was halfway through chapter 8 of my ‘novel’,…
Chapter 24
Waking up this morning, still drowsy, I heard Emily say,…
Chapter 25
I wonder if I should go back to Dr. Bedford. Or…
Chapter 26
Siobhan. Siobhan and Emily. Together.
Chapter 27
It was a really horrible thing to do. I know.
Chapter 28
Emily had to take the day off work yesterday, most…
Chapter 29
Haven’t written for a few days. Been too busy. But…
Chapter 30
Emily threw the rucksack on one bed and herself on…
Chapter 31
I slept like a baby – pot does that to…
Chapter 32
Right on cue, as soon as the brick shithouses had…
Chapter 33
My birthday’s nearly over; I’m drunk and weary and my…
Chapter 34
Ever since I started writing my journal I’ve become addicted…
Epilogue
Acknowledgements
About the Authors
About the Publisher
