‘Thanks.’ Kate slopped the pasta round her bowl without interest. ‘Andrew—’ ‘Yes?’ ‘I thought I’d take you for a drink before supper on Saturday, maybe somewhere in town for a change? Malmaison? If it’s nice we can sit outside. Harry and Jane can join us, then we can all come back here to eat.’ ‘...
Six thirty, wake up. Tick. Eight, in the office. Tock. Ten, Committee meeting. Tick. Twelve, constituent meeting. Tock. On and on, all through the day, every day. Sometimes Susie resents it – life before Parliament was so much freer. Time is capricious. She sees Time like a snotty-nosed child, sn...
Daisy rolled over in her bed and reached out, vaguely, to the side where Jack slept, before remembering, through the blur of half sleep, that she was a year and more out of date. Wrenching her mind from the same old feelings, she tried to visualise The Diary for today. The...
He looked around the boardroom. The few staff who hadn’t already fled the sinking ship were standing around despondently, heads down, shoulders hunched. The other partners had found posts elsewhere, and today only he and his father remained of what had once been a proud family law firm. There wer...