I wanted to speak to Leo again last night, but when I went to his cottage he wasn’t there. I left a message on his phone in the end. I thought about not going to New York, but I couldn’t let Kate down. Oh, why couldn’t Leo have waited to tell me about the job? I pushed him away again, didn’t I? Why, when I love him? But it’s because I love him that I want the best for him. Maybe I was too bossy. At the end of the day, Leo knows what’s best for him. I dab my eyes with a tissue and resolutely look out of the tiny window. I have to make the most of this trip. I owe it to myself and to Kate. I’ll see if one of the in-flight movies can distract me. I check my phone as soon as I can after landing. Nothing from Leo. I sigh. We take a cab from JFK airport to the hotel. I lean against the cab window, gazing up as best I can at the numerous skyscrapers which line our route. I can’t believe I’m here at last. Kate and I exchange grins. I’m feeling more excited now that I’m here.
