“Come here,” said Enrico. ”“I’ll come home on Friday night and collect you,” said Billy, ‘and we can drive down in the morning. Please don’t be scared, and please eat properly. An award for gallantry must go to the nine ladies who all worked fantastically long hours over Christmas, deciphering my appalling hand-writing and typing the 340,000 word manuscript.
It wasn’t hard to find Rupert’s caravan, even though it was parked some way from the others under an oak tree. Helen longed for her beautiful house and garden, her children, particularly Marcus, her cheque book and her status as Rupert’s wife. ”“No,” said Jake, reaching for a cigarette. Then she can fly back for the Royal Windsor, then Paris, Barcelona, Lucerne and Crittleden.
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