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  1. Holly McCulloch
  2. Contents
  3. About the Author
  4. CHAPTER 1
  5. CHAPTER 2
  6. CHAPTER 3
  7. CHAPTER 4
  8. CHAPTER 5
  9. CHAPTER 6
  10. CHAPTER 7
  11. CHAPTER 8
  12. CHAPTER 9
  13. CHAPTER 10
  14. CHAPTER 11
  15. CHAPTER 12
  16. CHAPTER 13
  17. CHAPTER 14
  18. CHAPTER 15
  19. CHAPTER 16
  20. CHAPTER 17
  21. CHAPTER 18
  22. CHAPTER 19
  23. CHAPTER 20
  24. CHAPTER 21
  25. CHAPTER 22
  26. CHAPTER 23
  27. CHAPTER 24
  28. CHAPTER 25
  29. CHAPTER 26
  30. CHAPTER 27
  31. CHAPTER 28
  32. CHAPTER 29
  33. CHAPTER 30
  34. CHAPTER 31
  35. CHAPTER 32
  36. CHAPTER 33
  37. CHAPTER 34
  38. CHAPTER 35
  39. CHAPTER 36
  40. CHAPTER 37
  41. CHAPTER 38
  42. CHAPTER 39
  43. CHAPTER 40
  44. CHAPTER 41
  45. CHAPTER 42
  46. CHAPTER 43
  47. CHAPTER 44
  48. CHAPTER 45
  49. CHAPTER 46
  50. Acknowledgements
  51. THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING

Turns out bleeding radiators is really easy. And I think Colin, the boiler guy with lovely bone structure, might be flirting with me, but I can’t be sure.

We have now bled all the radiators and I’ve lost all confidence.

‘Thanks so much, I really appreciate it. And double thanks for showing me how to bleed my radiators. I feel like I’m finally becoming an adult.’ Once again I do a weird hand gesture, like a half-punch. Did I just fist-bump the air?

He smiles, and I am dazzled again.

I have no idea how to do this. Me, who found a really long chin hair whilst inspecting my face this morning. Resigned, I head towards the door.

‘Let me show you out.’

CHAPTER 14

It’s Thursday and Mia’s birthday drinks have arrived. I go because I know I need to. If I don’t go, I would be further along the path of waving buh-bye to my friendship with her, and I’m not ready to let that ship sail, but my shitty week has made me feel far from sociable.

As soon as I pull open the heavy door I already regret being here. I’ve totally misjudged the vibe and I’m wearing all the wrong things. Plus it’s so dark and so busy that I don’t know how I’ll find my friends.

Thankfully, from the slightly raised step I can make out the top of Peter’s head.

As usual, he’s holding court. Talking to people has always been one of Peter’s skills; the fact he’s a little different makes him approachable to people from every walk of life. A bunch of Mark’s trendy friends surround him, along with a handful of Games Night frequenters, and somehow he doesn’t look out of place in his suit.

As I’m nearing, a girl’s hand appears on Peter’s upper arm. He immediately opens out to let her in, taking her under his wing, the same way he normally does with me. But then, in a change of events, she kisses him – briefly, but it still happens.

It’s the girl from the speed dating bar.

I decide too late to change direction. Oddly’s seen me and waves me over.

‘I was wondering when you would show up.’ He takes me under his other arm. I feel extremely weird.

‘Bea, this is Alice. Alice, this is Bea.’

I give her an awkward wave as both of my arms are being held down by Peter, and she makes the cheers motion at me with her drink. It puts me even closer to the edge.

‘We were discussing the finer points of Mark’s stag do. Controversially, I hear the boys weren’t the ones to order strippers but it was in fact the girls who saw some action. Do you deny these vicious rumours?’

He’s talking to me. ‘Sorry, guys, but what happens on the hen do stays on the hen do.’ I say this with far more energy and amusement in my eyes than I feel.

‘Mia has a canvas with an imprint of the guy’s butt plastered on it!’