Chapter 40
“Give me a call when
you’ve come to your senses.”
Paul didn’t reply until
Natalie had got out of the car and had been about to shut the
passenger door. “Goodbye, Natalie.”
Driving back to
Littleborough, Paul had been surprisingly calm. He’d known he
couldn’t live with himself if he continued to see someone whose
views were so fundamentally different from his own. Idly he’d
wondered if he’d be able to confide in Trevor.
After a few miles of
consideration he had concluded he couldn’t.
“You okay?”
Paul opened his eyes and saw a
concerned Pete looking down at him.
Sitting up, Paul rubbed at
his eyes. “Woman trouble, that’s all.”
Pete smiled. “Oh right.
Can’t live with ‘em, can’t live without ‘em.”
“Something like
that.”
“You want to go sink a
couple once the match is over?”
Paul thought about it, but
decided he’d had enough alcohol for one weekend, so declined. “But
you’re welcome to come round to mine to just kick back if you