Название: What If?
Автор: Shari Low
Издательство: Ingram
Жанр: Контркультура
isbn: 9781838891282
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What If?
Shari Low
Contents
To my husband John Low,
Who started it all back in 1999 by pointing out that if I wanted to be an author, I should perhaps try to write something. I still hate it when you’re right.
But I love you and our family more than any words on a page.
You’re everything, always…
Shari x
A Note From Shari
Before you turn the page….
Thank you so much for reading this 20th Anniversary re-release of my first ever novel.
When I wrote it back in 1999, Britney Spears had just found fame with ‘Baby One More Time’ and nothing much was impressing Shania Twain.
Hugh Grant was trying to seduce Julia Roberts in Notting Hill and JK Rowling had just released Harry Potter’s third magical mystery.
There were only a few TV channels, DVDs were considered cutting edge technology and we’d never heard of political correctness.
Texting was relatively new and had yet to gain mass popularity and our mobile phones were mostly just used to – shock – talk to people. Oh, and international calls were so expensive it was cheaper to go to Benidorm for a week than to call someone there for a lengthy chat.
The internet was a novelty that made a screeching noise when you dialled it up, and you could make three cups of tea in the time it took to download a page. More importantly, given the story in this book, there was no google, no facebook, no twitter, and if you wanted to find someone you just had to hope that directory enquiries had their phone number, otherwise there was no way to track them down them other than going to their house and throwing stones at their window.
Or – like Carly Cooper – saying goodbye to your whole life and going on an international manhunt.
I really hope you enjoy this step back in time.
And I hope you fall in love with Carly, her pals and the story that started it all…
Much love,
Shari xxx
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Millennium – Robbie Williams
Oh, bollocks.
I love that word. It has a ‘don’t mess with me, I’m a hormonal lethal weapon’ ring to it. I’ve been muttering it dementedly since I got out of bed this morning, because I can’t think of a single thing that’s right with the world today.
I reach over to refill the kettle, dropping the arm of my dressing gown in last night’s dishwater and knocking over my ashtray in the process. It’s not СКАЧАТЬ