Things We Never Said: An Unputdownable Story of Love, Loss, and Hope by Nick Alexander

Author:Nick Alexander
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9782919595389
Amazon: 2919595385
Publisher: BIGfib Books
Published: 2017-09-02T00:00:00+00:00

Cassette #17

Hello, honey.

So here’s a photo of Maggie and me with Stephane keeping us from each other’s throats by lying in the middle. He actually seemed to think that all the bitching that was going on was funny. Perhaps he thought we were fighting over him. He had that kind of outlook on the world. And look at little April there scowling at the back. She looks like she’s about to glass him with her orange juice. God though… I had forgotten how good looking he was.

I had worried about you and Maggie for most of the summer. Your moods seemed to be all over the place and I was constantly trying to decode if you were still having a dalliance behind my back or not.

Once I knew that Maggie had split up with Duncan, I avoided her like the plague. It was bad enough that you worked together and rowed together. I was damned if I was going to be the one to organise little get togethers for you both at the weekends.

But it was a difficult time, that’s for sure. I suspected you of being unfaithful during every instant that you were out of my sight, but whenever you were late and I invented an excuse to phone you, you were always there, perfectly reachable at your workstation, and unless you and Maggie were doing it there in the middle of the open-plan office (which I did manage to visualise, by the way), I couldn’t work out where or when you might be doing it.

By September, when this photo was taken, everything except my own lingering paranoia was back to normal. You seemed calm and interested in home life. It was as if nothing had ever happened. I suspected you were very good at pretending that nothing had ever happened. And when I went down to the river and saw that Maggie was no longer rowing, I was able to convince even myself that it was over.

And then we met them, that sunny September day on the green outside The Fort. Maggie was with Stephane, her French banker, or trader, or whatever they call them, that we had all heard so much about. He was beautiful and smooth and stunningly well dressed, if perhaps a little oily in that way that Latins sometimes can be. Does that sound racist? I don’t mean it to. I’m sure you know what I mean. Anyway, Maggie was clearly in love with him and frankly I could understand why.

You behaved most strangely around him. It was as if his very presence upset you, and I deduced that you were jealous. Maggie had dumped you for shiny, wealthy, bilingual Stephane, and I felt angry on your behalf while being still angry on my own account, mixed with a dose of what I suppose one can only call jealousy.

He only ever wore those expensive double-cuffed shirts, and braces, and waistcoats, and stunningly sheer suits. I’ve always had a bit of a secret thing for a man in a suit, but more of that another day.

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