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‘Well, I’m glad you’ve been having some delicious “exercise” time with your new beau. Maybe you’ll be less of a Moping Morag around the office now you’ve got yourself a ticket back to orgasm town.’

I make a pained mumbling noise. I really don’t need to talk to my employer about the status of my travel arrangements to orgasm town.

‘Well, anyway, I must get on,’ Suki says, getting to her feet, ‘cab’s waiting. You take an hour for this,’ she waves a hand at my face. ‘Get yourself … presentable. Here’s my spare phone,’ she says, taking a smartphone from her bag, ‘so we can stay in comms and you can bring your beau up to speed.’

‘Jasper was keen to do the shoot at his house,’ I say, feeling nervous to suggest it. ‘He sells kitchens.’

‘Laura, this isn’t an opportunity to sell things; this is a story of true love, of two people brought together by destiny!’ Suki throws up her hands.

‘A little reciprocal PR would make sure he’s definitely on board, and tagging more brands would gain us more cross-post content.’ I give her a hopeful grin.

Suki sighs, ‘Fine, give me the address. We’ll recon at his house at fourteen hundred hours, style you there, do some nicely lit couple photos, then head to the airport and beaches for coverage shots. Don’t you worry, Laura, we’ll keep your boy sweet.’

As soon as Suki’s gone, I pick up the phone she left me and download my contacts from the cloud. There are so many people I need to call. First, I ring Jasper and update him on the new plan for this afternoon; he sounds delighted, then says he must hurry off to ‘prepare the space’. Then I text Dee and Vanya to let them know I lost my phone and am staying in Jersey a few more days. I hover over Ted’s number. After changing my mind several times, I eventually send him a text saying simply – ‘Are you OK? Laura x’. Finally, I call Gran, just in case she’s been worrying about me, which of course she has. I reassure her I’m fine and then fill her in on my meeting with ‘Bad Granny’ this morning.

‘Gran, there’s one thing I don’t understand. How did I come to have both halves of the coin?’ I ask her.

‘Oh, that blasted coin!’ she says. ‘They argued about it for years, a lawyer even came knocking once – it was all deeply unpleasant.’

‘Why did she care so much, when it ended like it did?’ I ask.

‘She felt the coin was a part of your story as much as it was Margorie’s; she believed she must have found it for a reason – she didn’t want to let it go.’ Gran sighs, and I hear the sound of her Sudoku pencil tapping against the handset. ‘Before he left for Morocco, out of the blue, Alex sent her the other half, saying he wanted it to be yours, that the pieces should stay together.’

My eyes begin to itch. He’d wanted me to have it.

‘I’m sorry I didn’t tell you any of this sooner, Laurie. Sometimes it feels better not to look backwards, to let the past stay in the past. When are you coming home?’

‘I’m going to stay a few more days actually, Gran, I – I’ve kind of met someone.’

‘Have you now,’ Gran says, instantly sounding more cheerful. ‘There must be something in the water on that island, I tell you. What’s his name then?’

And for a moment, I pause, because I don’t know which name I want to say.

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