The Pornographer's Wife by Amy Cross

Author:Amy Cross
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: british thriller, uk thriller

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“There we go,” Mary said as she finally lowered Sarah onto the bed, having driven her home to her flat. “Safe and sound, time to sleep off all the alcohol.”

“Done lee...” Sarah groaned, barely even opening her eyes as she lay on her back.

“I'm sorry?”

“Done lee.”

“Done what?”

“Done... lee v'mee...”

“Done?” Mary paused. “Don't leave you, is that what you're trying to say?”

“I don't want to be left,” Sarah whispered, finally opening her tear-filled eyes and staring up at Mary. “Did I do good today? Tell me if I did a...” She paused, letting several seconds elapse as if the effort of saying more was too much. “Did I do good?”

“You did fine,” Mary lied. “Listen, I really can't stay -”

“Don't leave me,” Sarah said again, reaching up to grab her hand but missing by miles. “I don't think... Donnie got many good photos... Maybe I should go back and do some more...”

“I don't think so,” Mary replied.

“I'll come tomorrow then...”

“I think maybe we should give it a rest for a little while,” Mary told her. “Just until you've managed to get yourself together, Sarah. Does that sound like a good idea?”

“What do you mean?” she asked, propping herself up on her elbows. “I'm together, I'm very together.”

“We'll call,” Mary replied, stepping over the piles of dirty clothes as she headed to the door.

“I've got great tits,” Sarah slurred. “Everyone thinks so.”

“They certainly seem popular.”

“I should insure them for a million dollars.”

“Yes,” she replied with a faint smile, stopping at the door and turning to her, “perhaps you should.”

“I think I'm gonna vomit.”

“You should go to the bathroom for that.”

“Good idea.” She slumped back down onto the bed and then rolled onto her face. “I'm there now!”

“Sarah...” Sighing, Mary hurried back over to her and pulled her up, before supporting her weight as she struggled to get her out the door and through to the bathroom. “You're going to choke if you're not careful,” she explained as she lowered Sarah onto the floor and lifted the toilet lid. “My God, woman, you can't be left alone in this state.”

“I told you,” Sarah said with a hiccup, as she leaned her face right down into the bowl, “don't leave me.”

“But I...” Pausing for a moment, Mary winced as Sarah began to throw up. “Of course not,” she added finally, sitting on the edge of the bath and pulling the girl's hair back. “I couldn't in all good conscience leave you like this, now could I Don't you have anyone else? Parents? Siblings? Friends?”

“I'm not a bad girl,” Sarah replied between heaves. “I swear.”

“I don't think you're bad at all,” Mary told her. “I think -”

Before she could finish, Sarah vomited with such force that she bumped her head against the inside of the toilet, causing Mary to instinctively pull her back a little.

“Are you okay?” she asked.

“I'm fine,” Sarah whimpered, “just a little splash-back. I think I maybe had one drink more than I should have. It's okay, though, 'cause I'm thinking I'll be famous soon anyway when we get out with all these photos.

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