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  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
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  18. OCTOBER
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  52. Acknowledgments
  53. More from Jessica Redland
  54. About the Author
  55. Also by Jessica Redland
  56. About Boldwood Books

‘You’d be doing me a favour. It’s a long, boring journey on my own, especially at those speeds.’

Jemma grinned. ‘Dr Jones, you’re an absolute star and I owe you big time for this.’

‘You don’t owe me anything. Just helping out a friend and, as I said, doing myself a favour too. How’s the packing going?’

‘I’ve got as far as getting hold of some crates and boxes. Unfortunately there’s nothing in them yet so I’ve got a few late nights ahead of me.’

‘I don’t mind helping.’

‘I couldn’t ask you to do that.’

‘If you’d rather I didn’t help, I understand. It’s your stuff and some of it’s going to be personal, but two pairs of hands would make light work for books and DVDs. And, let’s face it, I’ve got sod all else to do, although I am about to start a new season of Game of Thrones and the last one ended on a cliffhanger.’

‘You’re on.’

Jemma grabbed me another drink. ‘London really isn’t you, is it?’ she said as she sat down again.

‘No. I’m not sure I’ll ever feel settled here.’

‘It can be a pretty lonely place despite being so full of people.’

It certainly was.

‘So why don’t you move back to Whitsborough Bay?’

It was a good question and one that I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about since lunchtime. I shrugged. ‘I can’t. What would I do? Dr Steadman’s got my job and there aren’t any other vacancies. There aren’t any jobs in York either. I’ve already looked. Not that I’d want to commute over an hour each way even if there were. I’ve rented out the apartment on a long lease too. No job. No home.’

‘Yeah, but compare it to what you have here in London. Job? Yes. Home? Yes. Family? Friends? Sea? No to all. Which would you rather have?’

I took a swig of lager. Did I want to potentially harm the career that I’d spent so many years developing by walking away from my promotion? Without Nikki, my career was the main focus in my life. Should it be the only focus, though? It had been since moving to London, but only because I had nothing else. Jemma was right. If I moved back to Whitsborough Bay, I’d have friends, family, and surfing. But I’d also be surrounded by places I’d been with Nikki, and it was those memories I’d fled from in the first place. I had a hell of a lot to think about while I was at home for the weekend.

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Jemma