years of their married life, and he could be difficult to live
with but she knew him so well. She knew what he liked to
eat, she knew the way he combed his hair, she knew what
he would think about a programme on TV. He was part of
her.
The first thing she had to do was stop Stephen buying
Dolphin Cottage tonight. He was going to be very confused about why she had changed her mind and horribly
disappointed. And he'd have to find a new job somewhere.
Oh God! How was she going to explain her reasons -
maybe she could introduce the idea of moving out of
London but not going quite so far as Cornwall. It was true
she had been thinking about the things she would miss
when they moved - her friends, the fun of living in the
capital city. What about Brighton! Lots of London people
moved to Brighton, and she and Stephen had always
enjoyed the weekends they had spent there.
Just as she was walking through to the kitchen, the
phone rang. It made her jump. 'Stephen, or Mum,' she
thought. 'They're the only people who'd phone so early in
the morning. Or maybe it's Tristan.' Whoever it was, she
wasn't ready to speak. She picked it up nervously.
It was Stephen. 'Anna, I've just seen Tristan. He's just
told me something. We've got to talk.'
Anna's heart froze.