Fur Coat No Knickers (38 page)

I heard the familiar ping of my mobile going off.
That’s probably James or Siobhan wanting the dirty details,
I thought. It took me a while to locate it under all the usual debris of my bag. When I finally managed to dig it out, I could see a text from a number I didn't have saved.

[Text from (Unrecognised)]

Hi Tara, hope you’re good. It turned out the baby wasn’t mine. I still think about you every day. I need to make things up to you. Please will you meet me?

Travis x

… TO BE CONTINUED …

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