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her, gives her time.
    “I was going to
explain Holl, in my own time.” I’d gone off the idea of food and stopped
messing with my cutlery, pushed my drink into the centre of the table. “This is
where I was when—” It happened? When everything in my muddled up world
imploded. “—my parents died.” I could say it, it didn’t make me feel
miraculously better, but I could say it. Not the committed suicide bit, but the
‘died’ bit. “I’d come here with a boyfriend and I don’t know whether—” I could
feel the tension in my brow, the tightness in my throat, “—I didn’t know
whether I was running away from them, cos I couldn’t stand any more, or whether
I was doing it for him.” I traced a line in the condensation of the glass. “For
us. We were kids Holly, bloody, silly kids.”
    “So, you came here
to find him.” It was statement, the same one everyone was making.
    “Oh, no. No.”
Maybe that was a bit firmer than it warranted. But I hadn’t. I hadn’t come here
to find him. “I didn’t know he was still here, I just never thought….” I hadn’t
thought. When I’d got over the numbness of burying my parents, when I’d stopped
crying at the drop of a hat, and yelling at people for breathing, when I’d
replied to his texts with enough anger to make me feel better, then I’d
thought. I’d wondered where he’d gone, wondered if I’d ever see his face again.
And then I’d buried the thoughts and got on with my life in the way I’d hope my
mum would have been proud of.
    “But this boyfriend,
it’s Ollie, right?”
    “Yup.”
    “And that was who
you were with last night, the one who’s made you happy?” She had a hopeful look
on a face, that type of look that meant she knew I was going to say everything
was fine.
    “No.” I paused and
hoped I sounded matter of fact. “That was Will.” It seemed best not to mention
Stevie that would have just made it more complicated.
    “Will? But Dane
was going on about Ollie…” Her voice trailed off. “You’ve not found Ollie?”
    “Ollie is the
other one. I didn’t find Ollie, he found me. They were both there, but it was
Will who stayed over.”
    “I think you’ve
lost me.” I think I’d lost myself as well. “You came here to find Ollie—”
    “No. How many
times do I have to say it? I came here to find answers.”
    “But you didn’t
find Ollie, you found Will. Who the hell is Will?” She frowned at me.
    “Just some guy I
bumped into.” It wasn’t sounding good, even to me. “I got lost when I was going
up to the kieve.”
    “Kieve? What’s the
kieve when it’s at home? You mean cave?”
    “No, kieve, its
Cornish for bowl. Can I finish?” She nodded, but the look on her face was pure
doubt and confusion. “I wanted to go up to this place Ollie and I found. It was
kind of mystical, almost like when you’re in a church, if you know what I
mean?” She half nodded. “I thought it was a good place to start, a place to
think. But I got lost.”
    “And bumped into
Will?”
    “Well, more like
his bullocks, and he popped out of the mist and suggested we go for a drink.”
    “A drink?”
    “Yeah, just a
drink. He’s nice.” Sophie didn’t look convinced, and who could blame her. “He
is, he’s a really nice guy, you know like Charlie is. But not quite like
Charlie. And then I bumped into Ollie.”
    “When you went for
a drink with Will?”
    “Next day, when I
went down to the beach.”
    “Beach? In this
weather?” She gave a half shudder and rolled her eyes, which was totally
unnecessary if you ask me.
    “Oh cut the Am
Drams, I went down to the castle in Tintagel so that I could get some air, and
think. We used to go a lot and I thought if I sat there for a bit I might be
able to remember what it was all about.” I emptied what was left in my glass.
“And Ollie turned up.”
    “And you
remembered?” Holly’s voice was soft, and when I looked up and caught her eyes
she was watching me carefully, as