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Me-Before-You-by-Jojo-Moyes

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Sasha? I’ve been doing a lot of weekend work too. It gets terribly busy on

Saturdays. Very hard to get time off.’ Alicia’s voice had become brittle. ‘I did

ring a couple of times. Did your mother tell you?’

‘Things have been pretty manic at Lewins. You … you know what it’s like,

Will. We’ve got a new partner. Chap from New York. Bains. Dan Bains. You

come up against him at all?’

‘No.’

‘Bloody man seems to work twenty-four hours a day and expects everyone

else to do the same.’ You could hear the man’s palpable relief at having found a

topic he was comfortable with. ‘You know the old Yank work ethic – no more

long lunches, no smutty jokes – Will, I tell you. The whole atmosphere of the

place has changed.’

‘Really.’

‘Oh God, yes. Presenteeism writ large. Sometimes I feel like I daren’t leave

my chair.’

All the air seemed to disappear from the room in a vacuumed rush. Someone

coughed.

I stood up, and wiped my hands on my jeans. ‘I’ll … I’m just going to fetch

some more logs,’ I muttered, in Will’s general direction.

And I picked up the basket and fled.

It was freezing outside, but I lingered out there, killing time while I selected

pieces of wood. I was trying to calculate whether it was preferable to lose the

odd finger to frostbite rather than put myself back into that room. But it was just

too cold and my index finger, which I use for sewing stuff, went blue first and

finally I had to admit defeat. I hauled the wood as slowly as possible, letting

myself in to the annexe, and walked slowly back down the corridor. As I

approached the living room I heard the woman’s voice, weaving its way through

the slightly open door.

‘Actually, Will, there is another reason for us coming here,’ she was saying.

‘We … have some news.’

I hesitated by the door, the log basket braced between my hands.

‘I thought – well, we thought – that it would only be right to let you

know … but, well, here’s the thing. Rupert and I are getting married.’

I stood very still, calculating whether I could turn round without being heard.

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