Mum and Dad want to continue the conversation so they can start to make plans. However, I excuse myself as I feel I ought to call Michael.
I go to my bedroom to call his number.
Before he has a chance to speak, I introduce myself using his words. “Michael, this is the crazy f*****g bitch.”
“Briony, I didn’t mean it. Listen, I’m so glad you called. I’ve been desperate to speak to you. I need to explain, but first I want to know you’re okay.”
“A lot has been going on. There’s something I want to talk to you about,” I say.
Michael starts, “Before you do, please listen to me. I’d like to…”
As I need to get this over with, I don’t want a long conversation. He needs to hear my news, so I break in. “No, let me speak first. It’s important.” I give him no opportunity to interrupt. “Do you rem
