Chapter 25

• He probably dates businesswomen types, older ladies with hot glasses tight buns, and a wicked smile. Women who can talk politics with him over coffee and talk dirty with him between the sheets. The thought of Nick talking dirty makes my skin prickle.
• I wonder again if he makes the kind of noises I’ve heard coming from Mum’s bedroom.
• I try to pull myself together and decide that it’s probably better to go and wait in Jane’s room until he’s finished, but I don’t. I’m in that strange place again, where everything feels surreal, and my feet are moving on their own, tiptoe steps so carefully as I inch my way across the landing. Just a little. further. I just want to see a little bit more…