The Widow's Guide To Sex And Dating - Plot & Excerpts
Time had moved uncertainly since Claire’s second encounter with Jack Huxley and she had spent it in a jumble of long, wandering walks, drinking wet cappuccinos, and carelessly buying sidewalk trinkets she had no use for. She continued to work on the manuscript—dabbled was a better word. But the absence of the flesh-and-blood Huxley had been disturbing. Now there was a phone message that she didn’t know what to do with, so she booked a double session with Spence. Spence wasn’t the worst way to kill time. “I’m sorry I’m late.” “That’s fine,” Spence said, tapping his pen against his notepad. “I was going to cancel,” Claire said and sat in the chair. “Can I ask why?” “Today is Charlie’s birthday.” “Are you acknowledging it?” “No” “You shouldn’t hide from your life, Claire. You try to watch it from around the corner, then you avoid having to engage.” Claire fidgeting in her chair. “But I’m engaged in my subconsious dream life.” “I’m not sure what you mean.”
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