“I’m glad you came, I thought you might cry off,” she husked in his ear. Before he could respond she took him by the hand and pulled him towards...the throng at the bar.“Pete’s in the chair,” she smiled, “what’s your poison?”“Glass of red wine thanks” said Greg feeling slightly guilty at disturbing Pete who, before being prodded by his wife, was happily nursing a pint and making eyes and conversation about his epic ten line role with one of the female stage crew.Pete, however, obviously knew. It was around that time he’d begun writing his book, or whatever it is. Four months have passed since then and he’d remained like he was with no change at all. I could have left him. Nights and days have gone past when I didn’t seriously think about packing up a bag and leaving him to be alone with his newfound self. It felt so easy a thing to do … but I couldn’t. In the end, when I’d really had it up to my neck with the bastard, I couldn’t make myself open that door and step out into a new. More

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