Me-Before-You-by-Jojo-Moyes

‘But Will Traynor seems to take priority over everything these days.’
‘Oh, and this doesn’t?’ I took my hand off the handlebars, and gestured
towards his shifting feet.
‘That’s different. He calls, you come running.’
‘And you go running, I come running.’ I tried to smile.
‘Very funny.’ He turned away.
‘It’s six months, Pat. Six months. You were the one who thought I should take
this job, after all. You can’t have a go at me for taking it seriously.’
‘I don’t think … I don’t think it’s about the job … I just … I think there’s
something you’re not telling me.’
I hesitated, just a moment too long. ‘That’s not true.’
‘But you won’t come to the Viking.’
‘I’ve told you, I –’
He shook his head slightly, as if he couldn’t hear me properly. Then he began
to run down the road, away from me. I could see from the set of his back how
angry he was.
‘Oh, come on, Patrick. Can’t we just stop for a minute and discuss this?’
His tone was mulish. ‘No. It will throw out my time.’
‘Then let’s stop the clock. Just for five minutes.’
‘No. I have to do it in real conditions.’
He began to run faster, as if he had gained a new momentum.
‘Patrick?’ I said, struggling suddenly to keep up with him. My feet slipped on
the pedals, and I cursed, kicking a pedal back to try and set off again. ‘Patrick?
Patrick!’
I stared at the back of his head and the words were out of my mouth almost
before I knew what I was saying. ‘Okay. Will wants to die. He wants to commit
suicide. And this trip is my last attempt to change his mind.’
Patrick’s stride shortened and then slowed. He stopped on the road ahead, his
back straight, still facing away from me. He turned slowly. He had finally
stopped jogging.
‘Say that again.’
‘He wants to go to Dignitas. In August. I’m trying to change his mind. This is
the last chance I have.’
He was staring at me like he didn’t know quite whether to believe me.