Love Me Do by Lindsey Kelk

Author:Lindsey Kelk [Kelk, Lindsey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollinsPublishers
Published: 2023-06-05T17:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Monday morning announced itself with a ringing phone and the sound of someone banging on the front door both at the same time, and I really didn’t feel like dealing with either.

It was late when I left Myrna’s. I stayed until her assistant arrived to help wrap up her day which, from what I could tell, consisted of changing into another pair of fabulous pyjamas, taking a dozen different supplements and drinking a gin martini that she requested be made ‘as dirty as Nixon’. It was icon behaviour. Less iconic was the thumping in my head that pounded in time with the banging on the door. Just because Myrna drank double martinis before bed didn’t mean I should. Or could. Or ever would again.

‘OK, I’m here, I’m here,’ I muttered, reaching for my phone. It was Suzanne and I knew it was Suzanne before I even saw her name on the screen because I’d assigned Justin Bieber’s ‘Baby’ to her calls, an earworm so annoying it would force me to answer it immediately whether I wanted to or not.

‘Hello?’

‘You’re up early, I didn’t think you’d answer.’

‘Because you’re calling early,’ I said through a yawn, hobbling downstairs to get the door. ‘Why did you ring if you didn’t think I’d answer?’

‘There’s this miraculous thing called voicemail,’ she replied. Suzanne the Smartarse. ‘What is that noise? Is there construction outside? Is it the zombie apocalypse?’

‘No zombies,’ I replied, fiddling with the locks and chains and bolts; I already had a very good idea as to who it might be. ‘Unfortunately.’

‘You locked me out!’ Bel blew air kisses at both of my cheeks as she bounced through the door and breezed past me, down the corridor and into the kitchen. ‘I didn’t even know you could bolt that door, Suzy never does.’

‘That’s because “Suzy” is an idiot,’ I said loud enough for both of them to hear. ‘Can I help you with something?’

‘Who is it?’ Suzanne asked impatiently. ‘Is it Bel? I’m assuming it’s Bel.’

‘No, it’s Jennifer Aniston,’ I replied. ‘She’s taking me out for brunch with Courtney Cox and Lisa Kudrow.’

Bel hopped up on the kitchen counter. ‘Wouldn’t that be amazing? A li’l Friends reunion moment? I would love that.’

‘Put me on speaker,’ Suzanne ordered. ‘I want to talk to both of you.’

Too tired (and hungover) to argue, I did as I was told, combing my hands through my tangled hair and wiping last night’s mascara from under my eyes. I looked like one of the racoons I’d found rifling through the rubbish when I got home from Myrna’s. Small and scruffy with dark rings around our eyes, we both appeared harmless but could potentially kill if looked at the wrong way.

‘Hi, Bel,’ Suzanne cooed in a sing-song voice I hadn’t heard since the time she had to tell Gran she’d crashed the car. ‘I miss you! How are you doing?’

‘You miss her?’ I said, wondering if I’d woken up in the twilight zone. ‘You’ve only been gone a week. I live on the other side of the world and you’ve literally never told me you miss me.

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