I'm telling you the truth, Carol. Even though it's actually none of your business.'She half turned, found a smile from somewhere and said, 'You're quite right. It is none of my business. Till tomorrow...
Why are you only coming home just after three? Do you want a drink? I'm wide awake now.' He could be so like a small child, she thought. Out of nowhere, all eagerness and curiosity.
I know that. I do watch Spooks.' Carol was surprised. 'You do? I don't.' 'You should. They do.
He spread his hands in a self-deprecating gesture. 'Well, I'm not a cop. And I'm not a woman.' She couldn't resist. 'I had noticed.
He looked so vulnerable and fallible, his shoulders slumped, his head down, that Carol's impulses overrode the decision she'd taken only minutes before to play it cool. She stepped forward and pulled...
I was just finishing up my drink then I was off to get the night bus.' Carol grinned. 'Your sophistication never ceases to amaze me. What's wrong with a taxi?' 'You get a better class of nutter on the...