Go to My Grave_A Novel by Catriona McPherson

Author:Catriona McPherson [McPherson, Catriona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B079DWLWXX
Publisher: Minotaur Books
Published: 2018-10-23T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

I had saved my best black and white for tonight: a stiff linen shirt with a nipped-in waist and a pair of glazed-cotton cigarette-pants that I wore with spike heels. My feet would be killing me by the end of service but I reckoned it was worth it to make their special night elegant in every way. Of course, that was before the slanging matches and threat of food fights. Still, I wound my hair into a chignon and put on eyeliner and red lipstick anyway, out of solidarity with Kim. Or pity, maybe. Or to look so good that Sasha would regret being such an arse to me.

That was probably how he had got Kim, now I came to think about it. Acting like a total shit to the world at large, then turning on the charm just for you is hard to resist. I’d been caught that way once or twice. But I hadn’t married it. I added a layer of lip gloss and admired myself. Then I jumped as someone knocked softly at my bedroom door.

‘Come—’ I began, then thought the better of it. ‘Who is it?’

‘Buck,’ came the reply.

I went to the door and opened it.

‘Wow,’ he said. ‘You look great.’

‘It’s my “Fuck off, Sasha” look,’ I said.

Buck nodded. ‘Well, that’s the thing. Peach is in the bath and Rosalie’s in the bath and Kim might be in the bath too, but at any rate she’s crying her eyes out in her bathroom. I heard her through the wall. So we all wondered if maybe you would pop in and see if she’s okay.’

‘Who all?’ I said. Buck jerked his head so I stepped out onto the landing and saw Paul and Ramsay standing there in a huddle.

‘Where is Sasha?’ I said. ‘Isn’t he in there with her?’

‘No,’ said Paul. ‘Sasha seems to have fucked off, to use your excellent phrase. I’ll be sure and mention your way with words on TripAdvis— Christ, I’m only kidding. Your face!’

‘Has he gone as in gone?’ I said. ‘Jennifer-gone? Taken the car?’

‘If only,’ said Ramsay. ‘No, he’s just stormed off in a huff about something. Else. Jesus, if he was gone, we could have a wonderful evening. Rosalie could start drafting a divorce petition for poor Kim…’

‘You could come out of the closet,’ Paul said.

They were still enjoying it in a twisted kind of way, I thought, as I went along to the master suite and tapped on the door.

‘It’s Donna,’ I said. ‘Can I come in?’ There was no answer. I pushed the door open and stepped inside. They’d managed to trash the room again since that morning: the bed disarranged, drawers hanging open, more towels on the floor. I gave another soft knock on the bathroom door.

‘Go away and leave me alone!’ Her nose was blocked and her voice sounded hoarse. She must have cried pretty hard to get like that in the time she’d had.

‘It’s—’

‘I don’t care who it is,’ she said. ‘I’m sick of the lot of you.

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