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Chapters (75)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Le Rocher Map
  4. PROLOGUE
  5. CHAPTER 1
  6. CHAPTER 2
  7. CHAPTER 3
  8. CHAPTER 4
  9. CHAPTER 5
  10. CHAPTER 6
  11. CHAPTER 7
  12. CHAPTER 8
  13. CHAPTER 9
  14. CHAPTER 10
  15. CHAPTER 11
  16. CHAPTER 12
  17. CHAPTER 13
  18. CHAPTER 14
  19. CHAPTER 15
  20. CHAPTER 16
  21. CHAPTER 17
  22. CHAPTER 18
  23. CHAPTER 19
  24. CHAPTER 20
  25. CHAPTER 21
  26. CHAPTER 22
  27. CHAPTER 23
  28. CHAPTER 24
  29. CHAPTER 25
  30. CHAPTER 26
  31. CHAPTER 27
  32. CHAPTER 28
  33. CHAPTER 29
  34. CHAPTER 30
  35. CHAPTER 31
  36. CHAPTER 32
  37. CHAPTER 33
  38. CHAPTER 34
  39. CHAPTER 35
  40. CHAPTER 36
  41. CHAPTER 37
  42. CHAPTER 38
  43. CHAPTER 39
  44. CHAPTER 40
  45. CHAPTER 41
  46. CHAPTER 42
  47. CHAPTER 43
  48. CHAPTER 44
  49. CHAPTER 45
  50. CHAPTER 46
  51. CHAPTER 47
  52. CHAPTER 48
  53. CHAPTER 49
  54. CHAPTER 50
  55. CHAPTER 51
  56. CHAPTER 52
  57. CHAPTER 53
  58. CHAPTER 54
  59. CHAPTER 55
  60. CHAPTER 56
  61. CHAPTER 57
  62. CHAPTER 58
  63. CHAPTER 59
  64. CHAPTER 60
  65. CHAPTER 61
  66. CHAPTER 62
  67. CHAPTER 63
  68. CHAPTER 64
  69. EPILOGUE
  70. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  71. Excerpt from THE SWELL
  72. CHAPTER 1
  73. CHAPTER 2
  74. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  75. What’s next onyour reading list?

So I couldn’t be more shocked to see the ink on her wrist. “Let me see,” I say now.

Mikki tilts her arm to show me. It’s a butterfly in shades of black and brown with a stripy fat body and horned antennae. I should say something—tell her I like it. But I don’t. It’s horrible.

We pull up stools. There are so many things I want to ask her. Not yet, though. I don’t want to kill the mood altogether.

It’s weird to eat nikujaga in this poky overheated kitchen. We ate it so many times in our drafty, cold kitchen in Cornwall, shivering after a surf.

“How’s the big smoke?” she asks.

I turned thirty recently and my birthday passed almost unnoticed. My new colleagues didn’t know it was my birthday and I didn’t tell them. Mum sent a card and a handful of friends texted or phoned, but that was it. “I’m loving it. I’ve met a nice bunch of people there already.”

“And how’s work?”

“Yeah, good. Busy. My clients smash themselves up on a regular basis.”

She looks disbelieving. “In London?”

“Yeah. Rugby, yoga classes, stuff like that.” This at least is true. I tell her about some of the injuries I’ve treated recently, but she seems like she’s only half-listening. “What about you? Are you still working at that nightclub?”

“No, I quit ages ago.”

Mikki must have inherited a small fortune when her granddad died because she’s mentioned she wants to buy a place here.

“So what are you doing?” I ask.

“Oh, this and that.” She swipes a flyer off the table (McMorris surfboards: handcrafted boards for those who know the difference) and fans herself with it. “Fuck, it’s hot.”

“Since when did you learn to swear?”

She smiles. “Blame the Aussies.”

I smile too, teeth clamped together so hard it hurts my jaw.

All the things I want to say are rising up my throat, threatening to burst out.

To learn more about and to buy The Swell, please visit prh.com/theswell.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

British-born Allie Reynolds is a former freestyle snowboarder who swapped her snowboard for a surfboard and moved to the Gold Coast in Australia, where she taught English as a foreign language for fifteen years. She still lives in Australia with her family. Reynolds's short fiction has been published in women's magazines in the UK, Australia, Sweden, and South Africa. Shiver is her debut novel.

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