Chapters (49)
- COVER PAGE
- DEDICATION
- AUGUST, ONCE
- 1 TUESDAY, APRIL
- 2 WEDNESDAY, APRIL
- 3 SATURDAY, APRIL
- 4 SUNDAY, APRIL
- 5 TUESDAY, APRIL
- 6 THURSDAY, APRIL
- 7 MONDAY, APRIL
- JULY, ONCE
- 8 TUESDAY, MAY
- 9 FRIDAY, MAY
- 10 SATURDAY, MAY
- 11 TUESDAY, MAY
- 12 THURSDAY, MAY
- 13 TUESDAY, MAY
- AUGUST, ONCE
- 14 MONDAY, JUNE
- 15 TUESDAY, JUNE
- 16 WEDNESDAY, JUNE
- 17 THURSDAY, JUNE
- 18 TUESDAY, JUNE
- 19 THURSDAY, JUNE
- AUGUST, ONCE
- 20 TUESDAY, JULY
- 21 WEDNESDAY, JULY
- 22 TUESDAY, JULY
- AUGUST, ONCE
- 23 THURSDAY, AUGUST
- AUGUST, ONCE
- 24 TUESDAY, AUGUST
- 25 WEDNESDAY, AUGUST
- 26 THURSDAY, AUGUST
- AUGUST, ONCE
- 27 AUGUST, NOW
- 28 WEDNESDAY, AUGUST
- 29 THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER
- 30 SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER
- 31 THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER
- 32 THURSDAY, OCTOBER
- 33 TUESDAY, OCTOBER
- MARCH, ONCE
- 34 WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER
- 35 MONDAY, NOVEMBER
- 36 WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER
- 37 THURSDAY, NOVEMBER
- EPILOGUE
- ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
‘I moved there after the accident. It was only supposed to be temporary, because I was going to die, so it didn’t matter.’ I laughed softly. ‘I can show it to you if you want. But we’ll have to walk, because …’
I didn’t want to finish the sentence, and I knew I didn’t have to.
‘You’re right about Dex. It was a long time ago.’ I frowned. ‘It was stupid. I—’ I shook my head. ‘It wasn’t important. It felt important at the time.’ The time. The date. ‘I was having a hard time and I just wanted to feel—’
Something. Anything.
‘I didn’t come here at first, not for a few months. My doctor gave me a pamphlet and I thought it was ridiculous. I thought it would go away. It did, a little bit. Enough.’
Enough that I could get a job, enough that Lina left me alone, stopped looking at me like she pitied me, like I was pathetic. And the days ticked by. Christmas. New Year. February.
‘But then it got worse. So I started coming here. There are nurses and we talk about it and it—’ I closed my eyes, saw Frannie’s. ‘I thought it was helping, keeping me safe. I thought as long as I kept coming here, I was okay.’
Frannie. Geoff. Carlos. All of them. Just sitting there. Waiting.
‘I was careless. One time. I did one thing. One stupid, ridiculous, horrible, selfish thing, and someone died.’
‘What did you do?’
I didn’t answer. It didn’t matter. ‘I’d always been careful. I’d been so careful. My whole life. For years and years. I’d been so careful and then the one time I wasn’t …’
‘Cait.’
For a moment I’d almost forgotten Tom was there. His voice was soft and so, so sad. When I looked up his eyes were huge, defeat pushing down his shoulders. It hurt to look at him.
‘So now you know.’ I turned away.
Everything hurt. Everything had fallen over and broken as it hit the concrete. Shattered. Broken plates. Broken glass.
‘I was being careful. Coming here. It was helping.’ I shook my head. ‘I can’t believe you followed me.’
‘I’m sorry.’ He stepped forward.
‘I wanted to tell you. I’ve never told anyone.’ I gestured towards the door. ‘Not even in there.’