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Chapters (41)
  1. COVER PAGE
  2. ONE
  3. NIC
  4. LENA
  5. NIC
  6. LENA
  7. NIC
  8. LENA
  9. NIC
  10. LENA
  11. NIC
  12. LENA
  13. TWO
  14. WILL
  15. LENA
  16. NIC
  17. WILL
  18. LENA
  19. WILL
  20. NIC
  21. WILL
  22. NIC
  23. LENA
  24. WILL
  25. THREE
  26. NIC
  27. LENA
  28. WILL
  29. NIC
  30. LENA
  31. NIC
  32. LENA
  33. WILL
  34. NIC
  35. WILL
  36. FOUR
  37. WILL
  38. LENA
  39. WILL
  40. NIC
  41. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

‘Like you said would happen while you curled up in a ball and did nothing about it.’

A longer silence this time. Three tween girls in skin-tight jersey shorts walked by, giggled, covering their mouths in mock horror. Lena made a savage face, stuck her finger up, made them laugh harder.

‘Anyway,’ Will said at last, ‘they’re going to call again when she’s ready to be picked up.’

‘Okay.’

‘Call me again. The person who actually answers.’

‘I had to turn my phone off for a bit. Hadn’t got to checking since—’

‘Yeah, well. Nurse said Aunty Nic was pretty distressed when they had to ask her for a second emergency contact number because the one on file wasn’t answering or returning calls.’

‘Shit.’

‘Yeah.’

‘I’ll head to the hospital now. Wait there until she’s released.’

‘Honesty, Leen, I reckon you should steer clear for a bit. She was that wild at you this morning.’

‘She was wild at both of us.’

‘Yeah, but mostly you. And now you’ve ignored the hospital—’

‘I didn’t ignore it! I was just dealing with a different—Fuck, Will, I’ve got a lot of complicated shit happening right now, okay? And my phone was, like, blowing up. I didn’t know she’d …’ Except I watched her leave this morning, out of her mind. I almost willed this to happen. Maybe didn’t know, but should have. Definitely should have.

‘Doesn’t matter now, anyway. They’ve got my number. You can just … I dunno, maybe stay at your place tonight or something. Come around tomorrow, see what’s what.’

She agreed. Hung up. Stood and brushed the dirt off her arse, almost spitting blood when a truck horn blared at her. Texted Annie: Any chance I can crash at yours tonight?

Im staying at the olds. If you can get out here I can give you my key?

Lena had never been to Annie’s family home. She’d never been to Annie’s family’s suburb. It would be a train and a bus at least. Maybe a bloody ferry, for all she knew.

It’s ok, I’ll be right

Really tho? Dad just said I can prolly call the desk dude and ask him to let you up?

Annie’s dad. Who knew about—had probably watched … And there was Annie casually discussing her. My poor whore friend with nowhere to stay. How can we solve this without leaving our harbourfront mansion?

Nah, I’m good. Don’t worry about it

Cool. Did you ring that place? Can they help?

Lena turned off her phone.

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