TUESDAY 14 OCTOBER
They barely spoke all weekend, and didn’t leave the house. By Sunday they were just about on speaking terms again, Steven having promised to sort things out at work so they could go and visit Sam’s dad next weekend. He didn’t know which he feared most, risking leaving the office when things were so difficult there, or pissing Sam off again and pushing her even further away.
Sam had been upset when he’d got home on Monday evening, but for once he didn’t seem to be the cause. He asked her what had happened. ‘It was horrible,’ she told him. ‘He was out of his bloody mind. The delivery had been delayed, or something like that. The assistant was trying to explain that there were shortages everywhere, but he wasn’t having any of it. He had her by the neck, up against the wal
