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Nu This hat she and the tea towards for years Her career was iistered numbly, so she was pleased for him

She had everything to be grateful for, she told herself fir her reluctant facial muscles into a smile

‘We’ll want your autograph before we leave,’ one of the players teased, understandably oblivious to Savannah’s troubled state of mind

‘And could you sign this for er like y

ou one day’

Savannah jolted round immediately ‘I’ll do better than that,’ she offered ‘Piece of paper, anyone?’ Ethan tore a sheet froazine, she scribbled so and handed it to the player ‘Give this to your sister It’s ive her any help I can’ Who knew more about dreams than she did?

Playing a role helped her get through the rest of theman’s side waved off the team

Ethan waited until the coach was out of sight before asking Savannah to accompany him to his study

‘What’s this?’ Savannah said as he handed her an envelope She gazed in dread at it, as if it contained the ashes of her future

‘It’s your first-class ticket ho, and the fact that he’d put acres of desk between theers around the envelope, she wanted to say so, but the words just wouldn’t come

‘I didn’t think you’d want to travel back with the teaistered dully, as if he were her business ht you should travel home in style’ He said this as if that style was the panacea for all ills

‘Travel home in style?’ Savannah repeated

‘My chauffeur will take you to the airport, and from there you’ll—’

‘Ethan,’ she cut across him ‘I don’t need a chauffeur to take me to the airport, and I don’t need to travel home in style’

‘There’s around an hour until you leave’ Heto pack, should it?’