Chapter Eleven
Rafferty snatched up the mobile and said, ‘Hello,’ he felt flooded with a feeling of euphoria that Abra had at last remembered his existence. Just don't sound pathetic, he reminded himself as he spoke her name.
‘Abra, sweetheart,’ he said. ‘What's happening?’ In spite of his resolution of only seconds ago, he found himself demanding, plaintively, ‘Why haven't you rung me? I thought—’ He stopped abruptly.
‘Thought what?’ Abra immediately asked.
‘Nothing. It's not important. You've rung now and that's all that matters.’ He would rather Abra remained unaware of what he had thought ... He was only too conscious how much she hated it when his insecurities surfaced.
‘I’m sorry I haven't managed to ring you before now, but you wouldn't believe the time I've had with Gloria. An
