Light filled, largely sleepless, and heavy on the erotic fantasies. Fortunately, she had a plan. It began with a blanket, a broomstick and Jacob’s reading chair. The chair went beneath the windows that fed light directly onto the bed. Jianne stood on the chair, the blanket hooked over the broom. Up went the broomstick to push the blanket between the window panes. The closing of the slatted window panes kept it there. Getting the window panes to close on the blanket but not the broom was the trickiest part of the process but, frankly, she had all night. The second part of her plan involved A Comprehensive History of the Civilised World—a hefty hardback tome borrowed from her uncle’s research library. If the contents didn’t put her to sleep she could always belt herself over the head with it. The third part of her plan was only to be put into motion if all else failed. It involved creeping downstairs in a teeny-tiny singlet and fitted cotton boxers and appropriating a suitably large glass of Scotch from the bottle on the shelf above the kitchen sink.
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