Honestly, it was the weirdest thing. I’m no longer sneezing, my sore throat’s gone, even the cough. I’m one hundred per cent better; in fact, I feel bloody great.’‘It’s just a coincidence, Evie. I mean, colds do that. They come and then they go.’‘He told me there was no such thing as a coincidence.’‘Who is this man who has brainwashed you, anyway?’‘His name’s Yves. He was born on Christmas Eve so his parents called him Yves. He’s a tramp.’‘I know it’s only ten o’clock but are you on the sherry already?’‘No. I’m not! I met him at the homeless shelter. He’s sweet. He said some lovely things. I’m meeting him later actually. At St Paul’s.’‘I think you’ve gone mad – and where does the lovely Greg feature in all this?’‘The lovely Greg has a girlfriend, unfortunately. I was all set to ask him out for a drink and she suddenly appeared. All petite and perfect, to work the night-shift with him.’‘Well, it’s just a girlfriend, not a wife.
