![]() ![]() I miss Kate, and I imagine her lying on a beach in Barbados sipping aĬool cocktail. I don’t want to start crying again-not out on the street. I suspect he has been overgenerous in his payment, and the thought leaves aīitter taste in my mouth, but I dismiss it and try to keep my mind as numb and as blank as possible. Of course, I can afford aĬar-a nice, new car. I shut the door on that thought immediately. Head down, staring at my feet and contemplating being without my beloved Wanda, my old Beetle. Since Saturday morning, a painful hollow reminder of my loss. It doesn’t begin to fill the void in my chest, a void that’s been present ![]() I’ll see you tomorrow.”Ĭollecting my bag, I shrug on my jacket and head for the door. “I’ll be off, if that’s okay with you,” I murmur. Somehow, I manage to curl my lips upward in a semblance of a smile. I think we’re going to make a great team.” Smiles down at me, his blue eyes twinkling, as he leans against my desk. The time has flown by in a haze of new faces, work to do, and Mr. I have survived Day Three Post-Christian, and my first day at work. The noise was me.He takes aĭeep steadying breath, trying to rid his mind and nostrils of the smell of cheap bourbon and stale He sits bolt upright in bed and puts his head in hands.Fuck. Christ! He’s drenched in sweat and his heart is pounding.What the fuck? There you are, you little shit.Ī chilling wail wakes him. He turns and I can see his boots as he stomps into the kitchen. I have my fingers in my ears, and I close my eyes. Get up! Get up! You are one fucked-up bitch. Shiny buckle and standing over Mommy shouting. Her hand is on the sticky green rug, and he’s wearing his big boots with the I hide and curl up small under the table in the kitchen. Thanks to Morgan and Jenn for all things Heathman.Īnd finally, thank you to Janine, my editor. And also to the many, many talented, funny, warm women (and men) I have met online. Nicole, Nora, Olga, Pam, Pauline, Raina, Raizie, Rajka, Rhian, Ruth, Steph, Susi, Tasha, Taylor and ![]() Gwen, Hannah, Janet, Jen, Jenn, Jill, Kathy, Katie, Kellie, Kelly, Liz, Mandy, Margaret, Natalia, The pleasure of meeting since I started all this, and whom I now consider friends, including: Ale, Alex,Īmy, Andrea, Angela, Azucena, Babs, Bee, Belinda, Betsy, Brandy, Britt, Caroline, Catherine, Dawn, Thank you too to Niall, my husband, my lover, and my best friend (most of the time).Īnd a big shout out to all the wonderful, wonderful women from all over the world whom I have had Thank you for all that you have done for me.Īlso HUGE thanks to Kathleen and Kristi who stepped into the breach and sorted stuff out. I owe a huge debt of gratitude to Sarah, Kay, and Jada. She finally plucked up the courage to put pen to paper with herĮ L James is currently working on the sequel to Fifty Shades Darker and a new romantic thriller with She dreamt of writing stories that readers would fall in love with, but put those dreams on hold toįocus on her family and her career. (Australia) PO Box 2013 Hornsby Westfield NSW 1635Ī CIP catalogue record for this book is available from the US Congress Library.Į L James is a TV executive, wife, and mother of two, based in West London. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, events Names, characters, places and incidents are either a product of theĪuthor’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Reproduced, copied, scanned, stored in a retrieval system, recorded or transmitted, in any form or byĪny means, without the prior written permission of the publisher. Apart from any use as permitted under the Copyright Act 1968, no part may be The right of E L James to be identified as the author of this work has been asserted by her under theĬopyright Amendment (Moral Rights) Act 2000 First published by The Writer’s Coffee Shop, 2011 ![]()
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