This is me.โ" He handed her the precious scrap of paper. โCall me or Iโll call you, but one of us will call, yes? What I mean is itโs not a competition. You donโt lose if you phone first
David NichollsShe used to pride herself on her refusal to see two sides of an argument, but increasingly she accepts that issues are more ambiguous and complicated than she once thought.
David NichollsHe's laughing me into a stupor, she thought. I could heckle, I suppose, I could throw a bread roll at him, but he's eaten them all. She glanced at the other diners, all of them going into their act, and thought is this what it all boils down to? Romantic love, is this all it is, a talent show? Eat a meal, go to bed, fall in love with me and I promise you years and years of top notch material like this?
David NichollsI suppose the important thing is to make some sort of difference,โ she siad. โYou know, actually change something.โ โWhat, like โchange the worldโ, you mean?โ โNot the whole entire world. Just the little bit around you.
David NichollsSorry' he said. 'No, I'm sorry.' 'What are you sorry for?' 'Rattling on like a mad old cow. I'm sorry, I'm tired, bad day, and I'm sorry for being so...boring.' 'You're not that boring.' 'I am, Dex. God, I swear I bore myself.' 'Well, you don't bore me.' He took her hand in his. 'You could never bore me. You're one in a million, Em.
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