PS, I Love You. Cecelia Ahern

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СКАЧАТЬ a week? She had no intention of impressing anyone. The only guy she was seeing regularly was the pizza delivery boy, and she even had to tip him to make him smile. Who bloody cared?

      Her phone vibrated beside her, signalling a text message. It was from Sharon.

      Club Diva no 36700700

      Think bout it. Wud b fun.

      Do it 4 Gerry?

      Gerry’s bloody dead, she felt like texting back. But ever since she had begun opening the envelopes he didn’t feel dead to her. It was as though he was just away on holiday and he was writing her letters so he wasn’t really gone. Well, the very least she could do was ring the club and suss out the situation. That didn’t mean she had to go through with it.

      She dialled the number and a man answered. She couldn’t think of anything to say and quickly hung up again. Oh, come on, Holly, she told herself, it’s really not that difficult. Just say a friend is interested in singing.

      Holly braced herself and pressed redial.

      The same voice answered, ‘Club Diva.’

      ‘Hi, I was wondering if you do karaoke nights there?’

      ‘Yes, we do. They are on a …’ she heard him leafing through some pages, ‘yeah, sorry, they’re on a Thursday.’

      ‘Thursday?’

      ‘No, sorry, sorry, hold on …’ He leafed through some pages again. ‘No, they’re on a Tuesday night.’

      ‘Are you sure?’

      ‘Yes, they are definitely on a Tuesday.’

      ‘OK, em, well, I was wondering if, em …’ Holly took a deep breath and began the sentence again. ‘My friend might be interested in singing and she was wondering what she would have to do?’

      There was a long pause on the other end.

      ‘Hello?’ Was this person stupid?

      ‘Yeah, sorry, I don’t actually organise the karaoke nights so …’

      ‘OK.’ Holly was losing her temper. It had taken a lot to summon up the courage to actually make the call and some underqualified unhelpful little twit wasn’t going to ruin it for her. ‘Well, is there anyone there who might have a clue?’

      ‘Eh, no, there isn’t. The club isn’t actually open yet. It’s very early in the morning still,’ came the sarcastic response.

      ‘Well, thank you very much. You’ve been a terrific help,’ she matched his sarcasm.

      ‘Excuse me, if you can just bear with me for a moment, I’ll try and find out for you.’ Holly was put on hold and was forced to listen to ‘Greensleeves’ for the next five minutes.

      ‘Hello? Are you still there?’

      ‘Barely,’ she said angrily.

      ‘OK, I’m very sorry about the delay but I just made a phone call there. What’s your friend’s name?’

      Holly froze; she hadn’t planned on this. Well, maybe she could just give her name and then get ‘her friend’ to call back and cancel if she changed her mind.

      ‘Em, her name is Holly Kennedy.’

      ‘OK, well, it’s actually a karaoke competition on Tuesday nights. It goes on for a month and every week two people out of ten are chosen till the last week of the month, where the six people sing again in the final.’

      Holly gulped and felt butterflies in her tummy. She didn’t want to do this.

      ‘But unfortunately,’ he continued, ‘the names have all been entered a few months in advance so you can tell your friend that maybe she could try again at Christmas. That’s when the next competition is on.’

      ‘Oh, OK.’

      ‘By the way, the name Holly Kennedy rings a bell. Would that be Declan Kennedy’s sister?’

      ‘Eh, yeah. Why, do you know her?’ asked a shocked Holly.

      ‘I wouldn’t say I know her I just met her briefly here the other night with her brother.’

      Was Declan going around introducing girls as his sister? The sick and twisted little … No, that couldn’t be right.

      ‘Declan played a gig in Club Diva?’

      ‘No, no,’ the man laughed, ‘he played with his band downstairs in the basement.’

      Holly quickly digested the information until the facts finally clicked in place.

      ‘Is Club Diva in Hogan’s?’

      He laughed again. ‘Yeah, it’s on the top floor. Maybe I should advertise a bit more!’

      ‘Is that Daniel?’ Holly blurted out and then kicked herself for being so stupid.

      ‘Eh, yeah, do I know you?’

      ‘Em, no! No, you don’t! Holly just mentioned you in conversation, that’s all.’ Then she realised how that sounded. ‘Very briefly in conversation,’ she added. ‘She said you gave her a stool.’ Holly began hitting her head softly against the wall.

      Daniel laughed again. ‘Oh, OK, well, tell her if she wants to sing in the karaoke at Christmas I can put her name down now for it. You wouldn’t believe the amount of people that want to sign up.’

      ‘Really?’ Holly said weakly. She felt like a fool.

      ‘Oh, by the way, who am I speaking to?’

      Holly paced her bedroom floor. ‘Em, Sharon. You’re speaking to Sharon.’

      ‘OK, Sharon, well, I have your number on caller ID so I’ll call you if anyone backs out.’

      ‘OK, thanks a lot.’

      And he hung up.

      Holly leaped into bed, throwing the duvet over her head as she felt her face burn with embarrassment. She hid under the covers, cursing herself for being such a bimbo. Ignoring the phone ringing, she tried to convince herself she hadn’t been a complete idiot. Eventually, after she had persuaded herself she could show her face in public again (it took a long time) she crawled out of bed and hit the button on her answering machine. The electronic voice announced she had one message.

      ‘Hi, Sharon, I must have just missed you. It’s Daniel here from Club Diva,’ he paused and then, laughing, added, ‘in Hogan’s. Em, I was just looking through the list of names in the book and it seems somebody already entered Holly’s name a few months back. In fact it’s one of the first entries. Unless it’s another Holly Kennedy …’ he trailed off. ‘Anyway, call me back when you get a chance so we can sort it out. Thanks.’

      Holly sat shocked on the edge of her bed, unable to move.

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