The Sister Swap: the laugh-out-loud romantic comedy of the year!. Fiona Collins
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Название: The Sister Swap: the laugh-out-loud romantic comedy of the year!
Автор: Fiona Collins
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
isbn: 9780008221560
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‘No, of course not,’ said Sarah. She wasn’t sure what else to say. The office was sleek, streamlined. Gone were the family photos and cosy clutter from the Soho office of her day. This one just had three desks, an opaque glass corner office, a chrome water dispenser and an air of corporate cool.
‘I’ll show you to your desk.’
They walked over to the far end of the office where a steel and glass desk with a posh-looking white leather chair awaited.
‘I’m so sorry, I’ll just move that. I’ve been keeping your seat warm until you arrived, so to speak,’ said Felicity, swiping a pretty notepad with a matching pen off the corner of the desk. ‘I liked the view.’ There was a window to the right of the desk and Sarah looked out of it to see Londoners blithely going about their business: a cyclist in a headset, three tourists huddled over a map; and two striding women in suits and heels brandishing Starbucks cups. ‘There you are. It’s all yours,’ Felicity said, motioning at the chair for Sarah to sit down. ‘Ah, good, here’s Michael.’
‘Sarah!’ said a warm voice and Sarah looked round. Michael Tremaine, her old boss, was standing there, and he didn’t look much different to before. He had been fifty-something when she last knew him, making him seventy-something now, but he still had that warm, dancing merriment in his eye and an air of mischief, despite hair that was now almost completely snowy white. He held out his hand and when Sarah took it, pulled her in for a warm, fatherly hug. ‘It really is wonderful to see you again.’
She’d had her interview with Michael, all those years before. He’d taken her under his wing when she’d first started. He’d said he was really sorry when she had to leave London and go home.
‘I can’t believe you’re still here! It’s lovely to see you, too,’ she said, into his comforting, well-suited shoulder and she not only felt a strange and overwhelming sense of relief, but she had a sudden, mortifying urge to cry, which she had to rapidly swallow down.
‘Yes, I’m still here,’ Michael said, releasing her. ‘Ginny showed me your CV and said she’d interviewed you. I pretty much begged her to hire you.’ He grinned. ‘Look at you!’ he added. He was taking in her wrinkles, she thought, and the dress and the hair; last time he’d seen her she’d had a brown bob and had been dressed in bootleg trousers and ankle boots, accompanied by a sensible blouse. ‘I like the hair.’
‘Thanks,’ said Sarah, self-consciously reaching up to smooth the back of it with her left hand. She was so different now, wasn’t she, from the earnest, young twenty-something she had been? She hoped they liked the new version of her, whatever that was.
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