Love, Rosie (264 page)

I
hope
everything
at
work
is
OK.
I
can’t
believe
you
got
your
contract

extended,
I
thought
you
hated
the
place.
Let
me
no
what’s
going
on
there,

I’m
confused.

Alex
wrote
to
me
a
while
back
and
told
me
what
happened
when
he

and
Bethany
stayed
in
the
hotel
when
they
were
over
for
Ms.
Big
Nose

Smelly
Breath
Casey’s
retirement
party.
How
funny!
Didn’t
you
no
it
was

going
to
be
the
Northside
Pole
Dance
Club’s
Christmas
party?
I
don’t
think

Alex
seemed
too
disturbed
by
the
sight
of
red
and
white
fluffy-bikini-clad

Mary
Claus’s
dancing
around
the
bar.
I
can’t
believe
Bethany
refused
to
stay

the
night.
That
woman
really
doesn’t
have
a
sense
of
humor.
Those
two
just

so
aren’t
right
for
each
other,
I
don’t
no
what
he
sees
in
her.
I’ve
only
met

her
a
few
times
but
she’s
so
uptight
and
he’s
so
laid-back
I
really
don’t
see

them
lasting
together
for
much
longer.
I
can’t
believe
Alex
had
to
tend
to

one
of
the
guests
in
the
restaurant,
was
the
man
poisoned?
What
kind
of

food
is
your
restaurant
serving?!
Just
as
well
there
was
a
doctor
in
the

house.

Anyway
I
better
go
and
figure
out
what
tracks
I’m
doing
tonight.
Dad’s

giving
me
a
two-hour
set
just
to
prepare
me
for
Insomnia.
Lisa
keeps
trying

to
persuade
me
to
play
eighties
music
so
she
can
do
her
flash-dance
routine.

If
it’s
not
snakes
she
wants
it’s
something
worse
like
shoulder
pads
and

perms.

When
Grandma
gets
better,
you
and
she
should
come
over
to
me
for
a

few
weeks.
There
are
loads
of
nice
relaxing
areas
to
go
to
with
lovely

beaches
and
scenery;
it’s
not
all
pubs
and
clubs.
Think
about
it,
maybe
a

break
would
be
good
for
Grandma.

Miss
you.

Love,

Katie

388

You
have
an
instant
message
from:
RUBY

Cecelia
Ahern

Ruby:

Rosie:

Ruby:

I’ve
been
dumped.

What?
By
Teddy?

No!
Don’t
be
silly
that
man
doesn’t
know
how
to
put
the
bins
out

never
mind
dump
me.
No,
the
culprit
is
in
fact
my
adoring
son.
He

has
informed
me
that
my
services
are
no
longer
required
and
he’s

traded
me
in
for
a
younger
model.

Rosie:

Ruby:

Oh
no,
Ruby
I’m
so
sorry.
Who’s
the
other
woman?

Actually
I
pretend
to
be
mad
but
I’m
not
really.
Well,
that’s
a
lie,
at

first
I
was
really
angry
and
ate
an
entire
chocolate
cake
myself,

Gary’s
favorite
cake
that
I
had
bought
for
him
coincidentally.