She couldn’t look after herself, let alone anyone else.
‘Still in Bedford, then?’ ‘Mm-hm.’ ‘Thought you’d be one who got away.’
‘I came back. My mum was ill.’ ‘Aw, sorry to hear that. Hope she’s okay now?’ ‘I better go.’ ‘But it’s still raining.’
As Nora escaped the shop, she wished there were nothing but doors ahead of her, which she could walk through one by one, leaving everything behind.
How to Be a Black Hole
Seven hours before she decided to die, Nora was in free fall and she had no one to talk to.
Her last hope was her former best friend Izzy, who was over ten thousand miles away in Australia.
And things had dried up between them too. She took out her phone and sent Izzy a message.
Hi Izzy, long time no chat. Miss you, friend. Would be WONDROUS to catch up. X
She added another ‘X’ and sent it. Within a minute, Izzy had seen the message. Nora waited in vain for three dots to appear.
She passed the cinema, where a new Ryan Bailey film was playing tonight. A corny cowboy-romcom called Last Chance Saloon.
Ryan Bailey’s face seemed to always know deep and significant things.
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