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Название: A Dozen Second Chances

Автор: Field Kate

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Контркультура

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      A Dozen Second Chances

      KATE FIELD

      One More Chapter

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      First published in Great Britain by HarperCollinsPublishers 2020

      Copyright © Kate Field 2020

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      Kate Field asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.

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      This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

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      Source ISBN: 9780008317836

      Ebook Edition © February 2020 ISBN: 9780008317829

      Version: 2019-11-11

      Table of Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

       Copyright

      About This Book

       Dedication

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

       Chapter 8

       Chapter 9

       Chapter 10

       Chapter 11

       Chapter 12

       Chapter 13

       Chapter 14

       Chapter 15

       Chapter 16

       Chapter 17

       Chapter 18

       Chapter 19

       Chapter 20

       Chapter 21

       Chapter 22

       Chapter 23

       Chapter 24

       Chapter 25

       Chapter 26

       Acknowledgements

       About the Author

       About the Publisher

       About This Book

      This ebook meets all accessibility requirements and standards.

      Please be advised this book features the following content warnings and proceed at your own discretion: mental illness and bereavement.

       To Catherine Bowdler, for being kind to herself

       Chapter 1

      Twenty minutes. The train would leave in twenty minutes, and time wouldn’t stop however hard I wished for it.

      I looked at Caitlyn, sitting across a table littered with half-drunk coffee cups; caught her surreptitiously sliding her sleeve back down to cover her watch – not for the first time.

      ‘It will be fine,’ Caitlyn said. ‘No different than when I went on a school trip, only this one will last longer. I won’t be that far away. Nearer than Nan. It hardly takes more than an hour to fly to Paris.’

      She would be over five hundred miles away. I’d looked it up. She’d been further on school trips, but they had been finite – a matter of days. Now she was leaving for twelve months, but really, what were the chances of her coming back? Once she’d experienced the glamour of Paris, why would she want to return to rainy Lancashire? And while part of me wept at the thought of losing her, when I had already lost so much, another part cheered her on. I’d had plans to travel once. I knew what it felt like, that heady mix of trepidation and excitement, the belief that the world was storing up opportunities with your name on, waiting to be discovered. I wouldn’t let anything get in the way of her discoveries.

      ‘Of course it will be fine,’ I said. I knew my allotted lines. We had played out a script all week: me trying to look pleased that Caitlyn was going, Caitlyn trying to look sorry. ‘Freedom! At last!’

      I managed a smile. I shouldn’t have come. I should have dropped Caitlyn off at the local station to make her own way, not suggested driving down to Manchester and spending the night there before she caught her train. I had wanted to savour our last minutes together, not realising СКАЧАТЬ