![]() ![]() ‘Thanks.’ She slammed down the boot-lid one second after he removed his fingers from danger. If she’s got a Merc, she’s probably going to have to trade it in for a more modest set of wheels!’ She’s lost her job and that film star she was shacked up with has found someone else. ‘Well, you wouldn’t want to be in her shoes right now anyway. ‘I suppose she’d be driving a Merc,’ he mocked cheerfully as she unlocked the boot of the elderly, mud-spattered Ford parked outside. ‘I bet you get taken for Kitty Colgan regularly,’ he teased. ‘Heavy enough for a lady your size.’ From his lanky height he grinned down at her with the unabashed friendliness of a spaniel puppy. ‘She takes those soaps so seriously, she’s really upset that Heaven’s being killed off.’ My mum’s glued to the TV every week.’ He groaned, lifting the box of groceries off the counter before she could reach for it. You know the one-she plays Heaven in The Rothmans. You look like that actress, Kitty Colgan. Suddenly he laughed, his puzzled frown vanishing. ‘DON’T I know your face from somewhere?’ The teenager in the shop stared fixedly at her. ![]()
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