Chapter 40

“Give me a call when

you’ve come to your senses.”

Paul didn’t reply until

Natalie had got out of the car and had been about to shut the

passenger door. “Goodbye, Natalie.”

Driving back to

Littleborough, Paul had been surprisingly calm. He’d known he

couldn’t live with himself if he continued to see someone whose

views were so fundamentally different from his own. Idly he’d

wondered if he’d be able to confide in Trevor.

After a few miles of

consideration he had concluded he couldn’t.

“You okay?”

Paul opened his eyes and saw a

concerned Pete looking down at him.

Sitting up, Paul rubbed at

his eyes. “Woman trouble, that’s all.”

Pete smiled. “Oh right.

Can’t live with ‘em, can’t live without ‘em.”

“Something like

that.”

“You want to go sink a

couple once the match is over?”

Paul thought about it, but

decided he’d had enough alcohol for one weekend, so declined. “But

you’re welcome to come round to mine to just kick back if you