A Dozen Second Chances

‘What is it you want to talk about?’ I called after Paddy, as he started to wander away. He turned back.

‘Not here,’ he said, gesturing round. The guests had started to leave, but too many remained, hovering in the hope of a moment with Paddy. ‘Are you free later?’

‘Not tonight.’ It was too soon. I needed time to prepare for this.

‘Tomorrow?’

‘I’m working.’

‘Friday? Term will have ended, won’t it?’

I nodded. ‘But you won’t be here …’

‘I’m staying at The White Hart tonight. I can extend my stay.’

‘There’s no need to do that …’

‘There is. It’s important. Meet me for lunch on Friday. Please, Eve.’

Was I a fool to agree? Maybe. Maybe I had always been a fool where Paddy was concerned. But when he looked at me with the same expression of wordless appeal that I had fallen for hundreds of times before, I couldn’t resist now any more than I had then. I nodded again, unable to say the words, and Paddy smiled and walked away.

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