CHAPTER 16
I finish work early after a busy and productive day. Jeff is nowhere to be found, so I decide to be lazy with dinner and order takeaway, which leaves me lots of time to have a long soak in a hot bath. I slip into a comfortable and seductive nightie afterwards. I’m home for the weekend, as is Jeff, and I intend to spend some quality time with him as soon as he shows up from wherever he’s gone.
Thinking of Jeff, I walk into the sitting room to look for his shirt. It’s exactly where I thought Leeanne had left it, on the side table near that trio of professional shots of Jeff that nobody ever looks at, thinking they’re just art.
The photos are old now, four years. A friend of the band’s called Jens took them over a number of days when the band was on tour promoting their second,
