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"My petal," says Luke beside lance intobehindthat slowly

"Try ests Luke "Ten miles an hour, say?"

"I am," I say crossly "You can’t expect me just to whiz off at a million miles an hour! There is a speed limit, you know"

I reach the exit, sives nal left and take a last glance back to check if anyone I know has just coly Then, as a car behind me starts to beep, I carefully pull in at the pavement

"There we are," I say "Your turn"

"My turn?" Luke stares at me "Already?"

"I have to do my nails now," I explain "And anyway, I know you think I can’t drive I don’t want to have you pulling faces at me all the way down to Somerset"

"I do not think you can’t drive," protests Luke, half-laughing "When have I ever said that?"

"You don’t need to say it I can see it coht bubble: ‘Becky Bloo," retorts Luke "The bubble actually reads: ‘Becky Blooe shoes because the heels are too high and pointy’ "

He raises his eyebrows, and I feelshoes," I er seat "And I’ve had the for ets into the driver’s seat, leans over, and givesthat stint, anyway," he says "I’ue on theoncountry walks we’re going to go on tomorrow"

There’s silence, and after a while I look up

"Yes," says Luke -- and he isn’t s to talk to you about tonot to sound anxious

Luke exhales sharply "Here’s the thing A business opportunity has arisen which I really would like to… to take advantage of And there are soently"