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“It’s not just me, is it, Marianne?” she said as she put her feet up on the old stool beside the living rooest day, hasn’t it?”

“No kidding,” Marianne said from her perch in one of the armchairs “I didn’t know you were so popular”

“Neither did I They seeenuine, didn’t they?” she said

“Yes, they all seeer to risk a jail sentence to ith you again”

Davina lobbed a pillow at her head

“Still,” she said “It was nice of them to tell me Even if it was out of pity I did , didn’t I?”

Marianne sipped her tea

“Let’s just say you made the phrase ‘one-track-mind’ resemble a runaway train”

Davina stared through the old bayinto the garden and her heart clenched It felt like the only person in the whole of Brighton that she hadn’t seen was Jack And she didn’t want to see him anyway She bit her lip She was almost one hundred percent sure that she never wanted to see hiain Well, maybe ninety percent

“There’s a lesson in this,” Marianne said Her head was resting on the back of the chair and her eyes were closed

“Don’t use things without permission?”

Marianne opened one eye

“How about: don’t become too obsessed?”

“And don’t hire amateurs?”

“Don’t be afraid to change your life plan, maybe?”