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She should really have stayed to the end, until after all the parents had departed, because a few of the teachers were planning on going out for a drink, but with her nervous system in total meltdown she fetched her coat, scribbled the wretched phone number and address on a piece of paper, which she left on the front desk, and headed for the underground

It was a sturdy walk fro the little darlings back home After a few minutes there was only the sound of her boots on the pavehtful London noises The distant thruh-pitched whine of a police siren, theher

Hunched into her coat and with her head down, braced against the freezing wind, Megan only becaht in front of her—and she only became aware of it then because she nearly crashed into the passenger door, which had been flung open

Tords ‘Get in!’

Megan bent and peered into the car She knew the driver of the car Of course she did She would have recognised that voice anywhere

‘Drop dead’ She slammed the door shut with such ferocity that she was surprised it didn’t fall off its hinges

The cool walk had restored soured out why he hadn’t seen fit to say that they had ed to be married to his fe any connection to a lowly teacher? Even before he had become successful—which he undoubtedly was, if the suit and the car were anything to go by—he had ditched her because she had been inappropriate to his long-term plans How much more inappropriate would she be now?

The car cruised alongside her, itsrolled down, and she heard hiet in, or else I’ll pay you a little visit at your house Your choice’

Megan looked through the‘What are you doing, Alessandro? I thought you didn’t recognise me’

‘Naturally I recognised you I just didn’t see fit to launch into an explanation of how our paths had crossed Wrong ti place’

The baldness of that statement only ski her To have your past leap out at you and grab you by the throat…He had felt driven to do this—to follow her on her way ho to wonder ould be achieved Curiosity had got the better of him—maybe that had been it?