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Back When We Were Friends
Chapters (52)
  1. Cover
  2. Praise
  3. Dedication
  4. About the Author
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  50. Acknowledgments
  51. Discussion Questions
  52. Booklist

Oh my God, Fern, so Ian and I are together! Like properly together. It’s going SO fast, but it feels SO right. I’ve basically moved in with him, which sounds crazy, but he has his own flat, and it’s so crammed at my mum’s it just makes sense. We were both working late loads, and then, one night, he asked if I wanted to get a drink, and I said yes. Anyway, we ended up wasted and he basically said he’s loved me since my first day. And he’s only been working late to spend time with me! I AM SO HAPPY! Fern, you will love him. He’s started making ME a packed lunch every morning too. Isn’t that great? Honestly, Fern, I think he’s my soul mate. On that first date, he asked me sooooo many questions about myself, and I found myself telling him everything. All my shit, with my dad, and Liam and stuff and it didn’t scare him off! In fact, he just hugged me hard, and kissed the top of my head, and it was so magical. My mum got a bit weird about the age gap, but it’s only because she hates everyone who is happy in life. Anyway, Ian says I’ve got “an old soul” and I don’t seem eighteen at all. I’M JUST SO HAPPY! PLEASE WRITE BACK, I MISS YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

Jess xxx

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OMG Jessica! I can’t believe it. Whoa! You sound really happy. I can’t believe you live together already. I’m still a fucking virgin, and you’re LIVING with a guy. I must be in the slowest sexual lane possible. I’m, like, fucking doggy paddling down it with some old withered women who have to wear those floats in their M&S swimsuits because otherwise they’ll sink from being too frail. And even THEY are probably lapping me, as they no doubt got laid in the war or something, when everyone was so horny from being in the Blitz... BUT I DIGRESS!!! Whoa. Huge news. I can’t wait to meet him when I come home for Christmas. Honestly, so happy for you. Why don’t you come and visit and fill me in on everything? I would lovvvvvve to have you up here and show you everything and everyone! I talk about you all the time!

LOL about Liam and his shit band doing shit.