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inbox relentlessly bleeping with guys who thought she was interested in having a life. She wasn’t. Things were getting just a little too out of her control for comfort. The last time that had happened, it had ended badly.
    Just ask Vaughn Brooks.

JENNA
    F ive years ago …

    S ender : [email protected]

    H ey , Nick!
    Sorry my first email arrived out of the blue. You must have had a shock! Thanks for taking the time to reply. No, it doesn’t seem like five minutes since we were at St Peter’s, never mind five years! I wasn’t really in that ‘cool’ group at school for long—they ditched me as soon as they found out I bought my uniform from the second-hand shop. But you weren’t to know any of that. You seemed to stay out of our way a lot. I guess we didn’t have much in common back then, and that group really was a collection of little bitches.
    But yeah, your mum said you’d signed up for the army graduate officer scheme and been gone two years already! As I said in my last email, I knew you were into war gaming, but I couldn’t believe you’d actually joined the army. Hero!
    Shame we lost touch when we left school. I remember how you and I used to have a laugh in concert band back in Year Seven. I have to be honest, though, I haven’t touched the clarinet since! Anyway, when I bumped into your mum a few months ago at a friend’s housewarming, it was such a funny coincidence that I thought I’d write to you. I’m glad you think it’s okay if we write to each other every now and then.
    It sounds pretty tough wherever you are. I appreciate you can’t tell me any details, but wow, camel riding sounds great! Good to hear you can have some fun in your downtime. I can appreciate too, that it gets frustrating just sitting around and waiting for something to happen. I’d hate that. I can never sit still for long.
    Your girlfriend sounds nice, although it must be tricky when you’re deployed to different places—how do you ever get to see each other? I presume you must have met her while you were ‘at work’? Is that allowed? (You dark horse, you!)
    I went to the St Peter’s five-year reunion last week, and it was full of the old faces. What can I tell you? I’ll try to remember… Oh yes, Ayesha Patel got into Harvard to do a master’s in physics! Can you believe it? Well, I can. She was always so much better at sciences than any of us. And Ged Foster is a reporter on the TV lunchtime news. Amazing! Every time I see him, I remember the day he got drunk on the spiked punch at the prom and vomited all over my feet. I bet the BBC wouldn’t have taken him on if they’d known that! Mr Pritchard has finally retired. About time too! He must be nearly ninety.
    We’ve all decided to meet up once a year from now on. I hope you can join us one day!
    Nick, I’m so sorry to hear about your friend. It must be hard losing someone you’ve become close to. You said you’d trained with him, so you must have known him a long time, and I can imagine it’s pretty intense living conditions out there, so you’re in one another’s pockets all the time. Friendships must get deep pretty quickly. I’m sending you heaps of hugs and love. You know where I am if you want to rant. Please feel free.
    Are you planning on coming home soon? You sounded a bit fed up with army life. Can you leave? I don’t know what the rules are, but I seem to remember someone saying you have to sign up for seven years?
    And finally... Drum roll… You’ll never believe the juicy gossip today………………………………
    I’m getting married!
    Ollie proposed. OMG, it was the most romantic thing, ever. We were on a day trip to Brighton and in a really fancy restaurant. He made a toast to ‘us’ and then got down on one knee. In front of the whole restaurant! I was gobsmacked. I mean, really. I wasn’t expecting it at all. But I love him so much. He’s just perfect in every way (he’s your typical tall, dark and handsome. He has