CHAPTER 37
CHAPTER 37 One quiet Friday evening, three months after we had moved in, Chris was making coffee after dinner when the doorbell rang. We looked at each other in surprise. Neither of us was expecting anyone, and nobody usually called round without prior arrangement. I stood up and saw a cab pass the window. Even more curious, I walked to the door and opened it. There are some things one can’t prepare for. This was one of those. I hadn’t expected to see Gary behind this door. He wasn’t supposed to know where I lived, and he wasn’t supposed to come and see me again. He knew there was someone in my life. And yet, there he was, standing at the door of my new home, although only just. He teetered worryingly, and he barely managed to focus his eyes on my face. I quickly realised that he had t
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