“And the crazy woman inside me, the one that drove to his best friend’s at four o’clock in the morning, seemed to quiet down a little. I knew she hadn’t gone away, but she wasn’t bothering me. At least, not for the time being. Simon loved me and I loved Simon and the Tanyas of the world could go screw themselves. It was over and it was nothing, and I truly believed I would be as happy for the rest of my life. There was one morning when the sun shone brightly through his bedroom windows which wer...e still filthy because there were always too many other things to do than clean the windows, and we decided to drive to the country. “Come on, Fanny, get up, I’m taking you out for lunch.” “I want to stay in bed, it’s warm. Where are we going?” “I’m taking you to a pub in the country. Move your arse, woman, and get dressed. I want to show the country bumpkins the women they’re missing out on in London.” I did get up, I had a bath, and while I was sitting at the dressing table, putting on my makeup, making myself look perfect, I suddenly saw Simon watching me in the mirror.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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