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 NichollsNo matter how predictable, banal and listless the rest of my life might be, you can guarantee that there'll always be something interesting going on with my skin.
David Nichollsbut they had also settled into the maddening familiarity of friendship; maddening for her at least.
David NichollsShe had never been a proficient flirt. Her spasms of kittenish behaviour were graceless and inept, like normal conversation on roller skates. but the combination of the retsina and sun made Emma feel sentimental and light-headed. She reached for her roller skates.
David NichollsAlice doesn't seem to mind because she's laughing too, and biting her lip, all doe-eyed, and tossing her freshly washed hair, and Norton tosses his lovely, glossy hair back, and she tosses her hair in return, and he tosses his, and she tosses hers, and it;s like some mating ritual on a wildlife program.
David Nicholls