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You know,to it after all Maybe this is the turning point My life will be transfor look at it, then call out of the door, "I’ly on the bed and beam at her astounded expression

"Bex, this is fantastic!" she says, peering disbelievingly around the cleared space "And you’re so quick! It tooknonchalantly "Once I decide to do so, I do it"

She takes a few steps in, and looks in astonish table had a marble top!"

"I know!" I say proudly "It’s quite nice, isn’t it?"

"But where’s all the rubbish? Where are the bin bags?"

"They’re… I’ve already got rid of the over to the almost-empty mantelpiece "You must have done!"

"A… a fair amount," I say evasively "You knoas quite ruthless in the end"

"I’m so impressed!" She pauses in front of the wardrobe, and I stare at her, suddenly nervous

Don’t open it, I pray silently Just don’t open it

"Have you got anything left?" she says, with a grin, and pulls open the door of the wardrobe And we both scream

It’s like a nail-bomb explosion

Except, instead of nails, it’s clothes

I don’t knohat happened I don’t knohat I did wrong But one of the bags bursts open, showering jus out Then another one bursts open, and another one It’s a clothes storm Suze is completely covered in stretchy tops A sequinned skirt lands on the light shade A bra shoots across the roohing, and I’, "Stop! Stop!"

And oh no

Oh no Please stop Please

But it’s too late Now a cascade of gift-shop carrier bags is tu place on the top shelf One after another, out into the daylight They’re hitting Suze on the head, landing on the floor, and spilling open -- and revealing the same contents in each Gray sparkly boxes with a silver S C-S scrawled on the front

About forty of them