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I walk into the office an hour later. Alistair, my assistant, is on the phone. He looks at the flowers in my hand and puts his hand over the mouthpiece. “For me? You shouldn’t have.” I roll my eyes. “I…

I follow as the knocks continue. Once there, he throws the door open and switches the light on. He stands slightly in front of me in a protective stance.       I repress a smile and move around him. “Empty,” I say,…

The first bit of our journey to Brighton is nice as I sit beside Charlie watching his obvious happiness at being able to drive again. I look at his gorgeous face and dart occasional sly glances at the wedding ring…

There’s a stirring in the atmosphere, and Dean appears in front of me. It’s a shame he can’t get a celestial choir to accompany his movements. He’s dressed in a pair of faded jeans that cling to his long legs,…

I stare at the builder who is sitting opposite me. His florid face glows in the light, and even as I watch, he runs his handkerchief over his forehead, mopping up the sheen of sweat. Then he folds his arms…