Me-Before-You-by-Jojo-Moyes

We never got to the bottom of what had prompted Louisa to stay – Will just
said ‘family issues’ – but she was a busy little thing. When she wasn’t looking
after Will, she was dashing around, cleaning and washing, whizzing backwards
and forwards to the travel agent’s and to the library. I would have known her
anywhere in town because she was so conspicuous. She wore the brightestcoloured
clothing of anyone I’d seen outside the tropics – little jewel-hued
dresses and strange-looking shoes.
I would have said to Camilla that she brightened the place up. But I couldn’t
make that sort of remark to Camilla any more.
Will had apparently told her that she could use his computer, but she refused,
in favour of using those at the library. I don’t know if she was afraid of being
seen to be taking advantage, or if it was because she didn’t want him to see
whatever it was that she was doing.
Whichever it was, Will seemed a little happier when she was around. A couple
of times I heard their conversations filtering through my open window, and I’m
sure I heard Will laugh. I spoke to Bernard Clark, just to make sure he was quite
happy with the arrangement, and he said it was a bit tricky as she had split up
with her long-term boyfriend, and all sorts of things seemed to be up in the air at
their home. He also mentioned that she had applied for some conversion course
to continue her education. I decided not to tell Camilla about that one. I didn’t
want her to think what that might mean. Will said she was into fashion and that
sort of thing. She was certainly easy on the eye, and had a lovely figure – but,
honestly, I wasn’t sure who on earth would buy the kinds of things she wore.
On Monday evening, she asked if Camilla and I would come with Nathan into
the annexe. She had laid out the table with brochures, printed timetables,
insurance documents and other things that she’d printed off the internet. There
were copies for each of us, in clear plastic folders. It was all terribly organized.
She wanted, she said, to present us with her plans for a holiday. (She had
warned Camilla that she would make it sound like she was the one gleaning all
the benefit, but I could still see Camilla’s eyes grow a little steely as she detailed
all the things she had booked for them.)
It was an extraordinary trip that seemed to involve all sorts of unusual
activities, things I couldn’t imagine Will doing even before his accident. But
every time she mentioned something – white-water rafting, or bungee jumping