If Ever I Fall: A gripping, emotional story with a heart-breaking twist. S.D. Robertson

‘being a little squeamish’, as he put it, asking for the chance to make it up to us.

      ‘I’m not a bad cook,’ he said. ‘I wondered if the two of you might like to come over for some food this weekend. Only if Ruby’s up to it, of course.’

      I said yes. I’m not a big fan of apologies, as I’m sure you remember, but he is gorgeous and I couldn’t resist.

      We’re visiting their place tomorrow afternoon. I’ll let you know how it goes in my next letter, which I promise will be more upbeat.

      Love as always,

      M

      Xx

       CHAPTER 10

       BEFORE

       Friday, 3 March 2017

      ‘One for the road?’ Maurice mimed smoking a cigarette at Dan, holding out his two fingers and gesturing towards the door of the newsroom.

      ‘Go on then.’

      ‘Can I be cheeky?’

      ‘Sure.’

      ‘I’ll buy you a pack next week. I must owe you at least twenty by now.’

      ‘Cool.’

      ‘What are you working on?’ Dan asked his friend as they waited for the lift.

      ‘I’m trying to nail a good headline but not getting very far. I think my brain’s fried.’

      ‘What’s the story?’

      ‘It’s about a United fan who flew to Holland alone for the match in Eindhoven this week but had his ticket stolen and ended up watching it on TV in an Indian takeaway near the stadium.’