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Rebecca, Daniel, Alex and Isabel have been best friends since university. Rebecca married Daniel, Alex married Isabel and, for twenty years, they have been inseparable. But all that is about to change... When Alex walks out on Isabel, Rebecca thinks things can't get any worse. But then she finds out the reason why and she's left harbouring a secret she'd rather forget... And there's more upheaval to come in Rebecca's life as her emaciated, neurotic, self-obsessed colleague, Lorna - her arch nemesis at work - suddenly becomes a regular feature in her social life. Rebecca's once-happy foursome is now a distant memory and with hearts broken and friendships fractured, it seems that change is never a good thing. Or is it?
I briefly think about waking Dan up, telling him I’ve got a sudden urge, take me now, but I know he’d just be confused, wonder what had got into me and if I was OK and the moment would be lost. So I just cuddle into his broad back and try to sleep. 8 Isabel is sitting at a table by the window, nose in a paperback. She looks so exactly like, well, like Isabel, that I almost burst into tears as I rush across the café to greet her. We haven’t set eyes on each other for nearly a month and,
that wind me up as much as people who never know when to shut up. Who will fill every available space with tales of their journey into work or their ‘hilarious’ mishap in Morrisons yesterday or their views on the credit crunch. And, to be honest, when I said that she wasn’t a bitch that wasn’t entirely true. She can be. She is. And, in fact, she has been to me at times. But more of that later. Anyway, Lorna is supposed to be helping me to wrangle Gary and we manage to share the burden pretty
thing with Luke and then it’ll all be perfect. Trust me – you need to stick to your guns.’ * ‘Oh God,’ I say to Dan when I get off the phone. ‘I think Izz is thinking of going back to Alex. Should we tell her the truth?’ ‘No,’ he says. ‘It’s nothing to do with us. Let’s keep out of it.’ And then he thinks for a moment and says, ‘What about Luke?’ ‘I know. That’s what I said.’ ‘I like him. He seems good for her.’ ‘I said that too, well, more or less. And you know what really bothers me about
think that was ever part of the plan.’ ‘I’ve been so stupid,’ Isabel says. ‘So fucking stupid.’ ‘I’m really sorry.’ ‘It’s hardly your fault.’ ‘No,’ I say, ‘but I encouraged you. I told you to go for it. I told you he’d be good for you.’ ‘Oh God,’ she says. ‘I’m meant to be seeing him tomorrow night. What shall I do?’ ‘I don’t know. I’m all out of good ideas. But I’ll come with you, if you want, if you decide to go ahead and see him. I’ll stand in your corner and cheer you on. Although I
Lorna,’ she says petulantly. Lorna looks at me, wide-eyed. ‘Yes,’ I say. ‘She said that you want to move on to something a bit more grown-up, a little more substantial. I just wondered if you had any specific thoughts. Because we have a few ideas,’ I add, talking off the top of my head. ‘Well, I don’t see why Terri Sanderson gets all the good jobs,’ she says, naming another young female presenter whose shows aren’t exactly Nobel Prize-worthy. ‘Right…’ I say, with no idea what I am going to say