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‘I might do but I think it would be better if it came from her. Shall we go?’
‘You’re coming?’
‘Try and stop me. Where you go, I go.’
‘You’ll find out,’ he said. ‘I’m coming with you.’
‘That’s a relief,’ I said. ‘I wasn’t sure how to make you come otherwise.’
And after I had poured Celia another Baileys and left her sitting on the sofa, her feet up, ready for a little sleep, he took my hand and we ran out to his car.
‘I had no idea your life was so exciting,’ he said.
‘It hasn’t beenfor decades,’ I said. ‘I don’t know what’s going on.’
