You Had Me At Hello. Mhairi McFarlane
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Название: You Had Me At Hello

Автор: Mhairi McFarlane

Издательство: HarperCollins

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isbn: 9780007488032

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СКАЧАТЬ Chapter 36

       Chapter 37

       Chapter 38

       Chapter 39

       Chapter 40

       Chapter 41

       Chapter 42

       Chapter 43

       Chapter 44

       Chapter 45

       Chapter 46

       Chapter 47

       Chapter 48

       Chapter 49

       Chapter 50

       Chapter 51

       Chapter 52

       Chapter 53

       Chapter 54

       Chapter 55

       Chapter 56

       Chapter 57

       Chapter 58

       Chapter 59

       Chapter 60

       Chapter 61

       Chapter 62

       Chapter 63

       Chapter 64

       Chapter 65

       Chapter 66

       Chapter 67

       Chapter 68

       Chapter 69

       Read on for an extract of Mhairi’s new book, It’s Not Me, It’s You

       Acknowledgements

       About the Author

       About the Publisher

       PROLOGUE

      ‘Oh bloody hell, of all the luck …’

      ‘What?’ I asked.

      I batted a particularly plucky and irrepressible wasp away from my Coke can. Ben was shielding his face with his hand in that way which only renders you more conspicuous.

      ‘Professor McDonald. You know, Egg McMuffin Head. I owed him an essay on Keats a week ago. Has he seen me?’

      I looked over. Across the afternoon-sun-dappled lawn, the professor had stopped in his tracks and was doing the full pointing-finger Lord Kitchener impression, even down to mouthing the word ‘YOU’.

      ‘Er. Yes.’

      Ben peered through a gap in his fingers at me.

      ‘Maybe yes or hell yes?’

      ‘Like a tweedy, portly, bald Scottish Scud missile has your exact coordinates and is ripping across the grass to take you out, yes.’

      ‘Right, OK, think, think …’ Ben muttered, looking up into the leaves of the tree we were sitting beneath.

      ‘Are you going to try to climb it? Because Professor McDonald looks the type to wait for the fire crews at dusk.’

      Ben’s eyes cast around at the detritus of lunch, and our bags on the ground, as if they contained an answer. I didn’t think an esteemed academic getting a face full of Karrimor rucksack was likely to help. His gaze came to rest on my right hand.

      ‘Can I borrow your ring?’

      ‘Sure. It’s not magical though.’ I twisted it off and handed it over.

      ‘Stand up?’

      ‘Eh?’

      ‘Stand. Up.

      I got to my feet, brushing the grass off my jeans. Ben balanced himself on one knee and held aloft a piece of gothicky silver jewellery I’d got for four quid at the student market. I started laughing.

      ‘Oh you idiot …

      Professor McDonald reached us.

      ‘Ben Morgan …!’

      ‘Sorry, sir, I’m just in the middle of something rather important here.’

      He turned back to me.

      ‘I know we’re twenty years old and the timing of this proposal СКАЧАТЬ