Me-Before-You-by-Jojo-Moyes

‘Will … ’ I said, quietly. ‘Will wasn’t well … I just thought I should keep an
eye –’
‘What do you mean, he wasn’t well? Look, come out into the hall.’ She strode
out of the room, evidently waiting for me to catch her up.
I followed, trying to straighten my clothes. I had a horrible feeling my makeup
was smeared all over my face.
She closed Will’s bedroom door behind me.
I stood in front of her, trying to smooth my hair as I gathered my thoughts.
‘Will had a temperature. Nathan got it down when he came, but I didn’t know
about this regulating thing and I wanted to keep an eye on him … he said I
should keep an eye on him … ’ My voice sounded thick, unformed. I wasn’t
entirely sure I was making coherent sentences.
‘Why didn’t you call me? If he was ill you should have called me
immediately. Or Mr Traynor.’
It was as if my synapses had suddenly snapped together. Mr Traynor. Oh Lord.
I glanced up at the clock. It was a quarter to eight.
‘I didn’t … Nathan seemed to … ’
‘Look, Louisa. It’s really not rocket science. If Will was ill enough for you to
sleep in his room then that is something you should have contacted me about.’
‘Yes.’
I blinked, staring at the ground.
‘I don’t understand why you didn’t call. Did you attempt to call Mr Traynor?’
Nathan said not to say anything.
‘I –’
At that moment the door to the annexe opened, and Mr Traynor stood there, a
newspaper folded under his arm. ‘You made it back!’ he said to his wife,
brushing snowflakes from his shoulders. ‘I’ve just fought my way up the road to
get a newspaper and some milk. Roads are absolutely treacherous. I had to go
the long way to Hansford Corner, to avoid the ice patches.’
She looked at him and I wondered for a moment whether she was registering
the fact that he was wearing the same shirt and jumper as the previous day.
‘Did you know Will had been ill in the night?’
He looked straight at me. I dropped my gaze to my feet. I wasn’t sure I had
ever felt more uncomfortable.