Sunday Love SongsChapter 4
For the rest of June I heard nothing from Nicola. It was a relief, though I thought about her often in passing, usually while out running. At first I wondered what was going on in her mind to do such things, then later if she came to mind, I wondered what she might be doing, and whether she had at last decided to settle for her two-year boyfriend. After that she came briefly to mind every now and then; a memory and no more. Over the next months, the markets were jittery as banks crashed and...