Good at Games

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Author: Jill Mansell
drove off and left me, like a lemon, at the side of the road.”
    â€œWhere were you?” Donna interrupted, clearly trying to picture the scene.
    â€œOn the M4. Somewhere between Reading and Swindon.”
    â€œGod, the highway …”
    â€œAnyhow, I was crying my eyes out. My shoes were still in the car, and I didn’t know what on earth I was going to do next. Then a white Porsche pulled up ahead of me and Jaz got out. He was on his way back from London—it was pretty miraculously one of his sober days—and he asked me if I’d broken down. So I howled for a bit and told him all about the fight with my mother, and he offered me a lift home.”
    â€œCool,” said Donna, impressed. “Nothing like that ever happens to me.”
    â€œSo on the way back, he found out that I lived in Bristol too, only a couple of miles from him. And he was so sweet, when I kept blubbing and saying I never wanted to see my hateful mother again, he offered to take me back to his place until I’d calmed down.”
    â€œDouble cool.” Donna sighed. “And then I guess he just seduced you.”
    Suzy’s smile was wry. “Well, I like to think I seduced him, but what can I tell you? I was eighteen.” She shrugged. “I thought I was in love with Jaz Dreyfuss.”
    â€œWeren’t you?”
    â€œLust.” Suzy paused, struggling to be honest. “Or more likely in love with the idea of getting out of my mother’s house for good.”
    Mystified, Donna said, “Couldn’t you have just moved into a studio apartment?”
    â€œI could have, but it wouldn’t have irritated her nearly so much.”
    Donna was struggling to find a speck of romance among the debris. “But you liked him, surely?”
    â€œOh, of course I did, I fancied him rotten.” Smiling, Suzy remembered that feeling in the pit of her stomach, like an aviary full of hummingbirds. “He was lovely to me, he was gorgeous-looking, he was rich and a famous rock star…crikey, who wouldn’t?”
    â€œAnd he liked you.” Donna was hopeful.
    â€œOh, he liked me all right. Almost as much as he liked drinking.”
    â€œWas it really awful? I can’t imagine what he was like.”
    â€œJaz?” Suzy paused; this was something else she remembered only too clearly. “Well, he drank. And drank. And drank and drank and drank. And then he drank some more. What you have to understand is that back then I was quite innocent in that respect. I’d never known an alcoholic before. For a while, I didn’t realize how bad it actually was. Half the time, I just thought he was lying around unconscious because he was a rock star and…basically, that’s what rock stars do .”
    Donna blinked her heavily mascaraed eyelashes. “And then you married him.”
    â€œI was nineteen. People shouldn’t be allowed to marry when they’re nineteen and hell-bent on getting back at their mothers. They should have pretend marriages,” said Suzy, “like little kids have pretend shops, with Monopoly money and packets of candies and little plastic tills that go ding .”
    â€œIt must have been glamorous, though,” Donna persisted. “Jetting off all over the world, brilliant vacations, meeting famous people.”
    Suzy gave her a you-must-be-joking look.
    â€œThere’s nothing glamorous about living with a drunk. It wears you down. And it drives you absolutely mad, knowing that it could be brilliant, if only he didn’t drink. Jaz was lovely when he was sober,” Suzy said sadly. “I can’t tell you how many fights we had about it. One night I actually got down on my knees and begged him to stop. I’d booked him into a clinic, the taxi was waiting outside, and Maeve was threatening to carry him down three flights of stairs and throw him into it…”
    â€œAnd?”
    â€œHe refused to go. We
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