The cricketers were running out onto the pitch, anxious to get all the game they could into the last half-hour. The whole of the pony club stand, hopeful of losing their virginity in such a glorious cause, rose to their feet to cheer. All she could hear was the occasional stamp of a horse and the sound of Rupert’s bodyguard pacing up and down outside Snakepit’s box. There were no windows in the trucks, just air vents and a sliding door.
Rupert produced two dazzling clears on Snakepit. Fen was flattered by the fame and adulation, but all her energies were centred on the horses; all she cared about was Billy. Christ!”She felt desperately sorry for him, but she couldn’t help feeling relief in a way for herself, and boo sucks to his bloody mother. As he turned and waved, she thought it was a very good thing Charlie was coming back.
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