‘You said you couldn’t see me living there,’ said Libby slowly. ‘Remember?’
‘Yes. I also said I could have been wrong. You know how often I’m wrong.’
‘I think you were right.’ Libby twirled her wine glass. ‘I won’t live there.’
‘What about Ben?’
‘He was very understanding last time we spoke about it.’ Libby stood up. ‘Can I go outside for a fag?’
‘You can have one in here, if you like,’ said Fran.
‘No.’ Libby shook her head. ‘It’s bad enough me still smoking without contaminating everywhere else. I’ll go into the yard. Perhaps Balzac will keep me company.’
‘He’ll be sleeping in the big flowerpot,’ said Fran, also getting to her feet. ‘Come on, I’ll come with you. I want to know what you’re going to do about Ben.’
Libby went through the kitchen and out into Fran’s little courtyard. ‘So do I,’ she muttered.
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