Back Fancy Meeting You Here
Chapters (52)
  1. COVER PAGE
  2. DEDICATION
  3. PART ONE
  4. ONE
  5. TWO
  6. THREE
  7. FOUR
  8. FIVE
  9. SIX
  10. SEVEN
  11. EIGHT
  12. NINE
  13. TEN
  14. ELEVEN
  15. TWELVE
  16. THIRTEEN
  17. FOURTEEN
  18. FIFTEEN
  19. SIXTEEN
  20. SEVENTEEN
  21. EIGHTEEN
  22. PART TWO
  23. NINETEEN
  24. TWENTY
  25. TWENTY-ONE
  26. TWENTY-TWO
  27. TWENTY-THREE
  28. TWENTY-FOUR
  29. TWENTY-FIVE
  30. TWENTY-SIX
  31. TWENTY-SEVEN
  32. TWENTY-EIGHT
  33. TWENTY-NINE
  34. THIRTY
  35. THIRTY-ONE
  36. THIRTY-TWO
  37. THIRTY-THREE
  38. THIRTY-FOUR
  39. THIRTY-FIVE
  40. THIRTY-SIX
  41. THIRTY-SEVEN
  42. THIRTY-EIGHT
  43. THIRTY-NINE
  44. FORTY
  45. FORTY-ONE
  46. FORTY-TWO
  47. FORTY-THREE
  48. FORTY-FOUR
  49. FORTY-FIVE
  50. FORTY-SIX
  51. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
  52. ABOUT THE AUTHORS

While she strolled home, Evie thought back to her conversation with Ben. What he had said about feeling boosted up by Hugo had stuck with her. She’d always thought that being in a relationship with a creative would bring a sense of contentment that, finally, life was whole and good. And while the romance and butterflies were still there, the fulfillment she’d expected hadn’t quite settled in. Not yet, anyway.

Evie had originally put her feelings of unease about Hugo down to both the whole ‘travelling ten years back in time’ thing and her uncertainty about whether she’d be shot forward to the future at any given moment. But something continued to niggle at her. What that thing was, Evie didn’t quite feel ready to confront.

Nearing her local florist, the buckets of colourful blooms sitting on the pavement caught her eye. An arrangement of white tulips seemed to call to her and, scooping up a bundle, Evie decided to treat herself.

Approaching her street with her tulips tucked beneath her arm, Evie noticed the blonde woman she’d bumped into earlier crossing the road towards the building beside Hugo’s lavender terrace. Evie frowned and waited until the woman had disappeared around the corner.

‘Well Bunny, look who’s here!’ said Hugo, standing to kiss Evie hello as she came through the door. ‘You’re just in time for a pot of tea.’

After Evie filled a vase and arranged the flowers, she sat down on a bar stool in the kitchen, feeling thoroughly worn out. The podcast had zapped her energy and she still felt slightly on edge.

But, as soon as she sat down, Hugo launched into a recap of his night.

‘You’ll never guess what Liam told me about Margie,’ he began, referring to the film agent in Liam’s agency.

‘What?’

‘Margie told Fiona, the casting agent, that I should play Ryan.’

‘I thought the casting agent’s name was Chloe?’

‘No. Fiona. Chloe’s her assistant,’ said Hugo after a beat. ‘She loved the screenplay suggestions you helped me with, by the way. Anyway, Liam told Margie I didn’t think any of the actors reading for Ryan felt like a good fit, and asked if she and the producer would consider me for the role. And she asked Fiona.’

So that was how it happened, Evie thought.

‘Fiona said it was a brilliant idea. Liam’s going to send Margie some audition videos and we’ll see what happens. Can you believe it?’ Hugo beamed.

‘Wow, Hugo. That is so fantastic!’ Evie said, genuinely elated for him.

Though Hugo agreed it was exciting, he was also concerned he would be taking on too much and that he wouldn’t be any good in the role.