Sink or Swim aka Go!

249 Pages·2016·1.47 MB·English

by  Cann Kate

Also by
Kate Cann:
ready?
sex
go!
Kate
Cann
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Adobe Acrobat E-Book Reader edition v 1. November2001
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Sequel to: READYand SEX.
First HarperTempest edition, 2001
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To Jeff

Contents
1 Everyone thought I coped brilliantly after Art
dumped me.
2 It was my best friend Val who had the first
doubts about me and my “recovery.”
3 We went into the kitchen and he made a big
joke out of finding a clean glass for me…
4 I was so relieved just to be out of it. So relieved
to be acting on pure instinct…
5 “I mean, honestly, Coll,” Val said crisply on the
other end of the phone line.
6 Synchronicity. Serendipity. I believe in them,
seriously.
7 I still think you’re weird,” Val grumbled. “Six
to eleven on a Saturday, for God’s sake”
8 We were really busy for the next two hours.
Mostly ice cream…
9 It was lying on the mat like a promise, like a
knife, like a detonator.
10 The next few days, I made myself so busy I
didn’t get time to think.
11 I made sure I looked really good when I set off
the next afternoon…
12 Over the next few days I didn’t speak to any-
one about seeing Art.
13 We left the pub soon after that and Joe said
he’d walk me home…
14 “Hi Coll,” Joe slurred. “We need coffee
badly!”
15 I had the most powerful dream that night. I
was by the sea…
16 Greg appeared in the kitchen almost immedi-
ately. “Coll—what happened?”
17 “Mrs. Sparks? Hi—it’s—
it’s Colette.”
18 It was not easy, getting to school the next day.
At registration…
19 Before I left Val, I made her promise to at least
think about phoning up the woman…
20 Val finally turned up to school on Wednesday,
and she looked better.
21 Outside, I let myself sag against
the cold wall.
22 Up on that landing was when the entirely fake
platonic friendship…
23 I didn’t look at what I was doing. I didn’t want
to. I worked hard Sunday…
24 Joe pulled up and Maggie shot from the car,
calling out “Thank you” back over…
25 Wow. Heavy. That’s all I could think as I
tramped home.
26 I phoned Val right away, and we chatted about
what kind of Easter we’d had.
27 The next night, heading off to the pub for Joe’s
farewell drink, I was really wound up.
28 Art bought the drinks just as last orders was
being called, and when he sat down…
29 Maggie had warned me to wear gear to walk in
for our day out on Friday…