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blah… She could hear him saying it. He’d have bulldozed over her and completely dismissed what she told him. 
    I t wouldn’t have made any difference, she thought sadly.  There was no right way, no easy way.  Not with someone like him.  And somehow, in this small room in a terrible pub in a village many miles away, Lizzie could finally answer her question: Jamie wasn’t the man for her.

Chapter 4
     
     
    Horses in the night … thought Lizzie sleepily, nestling deeper under the covers until all that was visible was the top of her head.  Horses in the night in the middle of London…
    But she was soon rudely awoken as a car went speeding past, followed by hooting and angry shouting, and prising her eyes open, saw that it wasn’t the middle of the night and nor was it London either. 
    As she l ay drowsily in bed, the events of yesterday flooded back and she was wide awake in an instant.  Looking nervously around, persuading herself that actually, no she hadn’t lost her mind, far from it.  She’d been saving herself from a fate worse than death.  Death by beige … Getting out of bed, she pulled some clothes on.  She needed to talk to Katie - only that in itself was a problem, with her mobile flattened on the motorway.  
    Lacking the convenience of a phone in her room, when Lizzie asked the barman where she could find one, he pointed to the one on the bar.  There, right in front of her and right in front of everyone else too, though it had to be said, there was only one deaf old man and his smelly dog in there, but Lizzie didn’t like the leer on the barman’s face.  In fact she didn’t like anything about him, not least that her predicament seemed to be his entertainment.  Well, he wasn’t getting the sordid details of her personal life. Reluctantly he pointed her in the direction of one outside in the car park, where at least she could close the door.
    Feeding in her coins at an alarming rate, Lizzie acquired Katie’s number and dialled, slightly apprehensively.
    ‘Good morning, could I speak to Katie McDonald?’
    ‘Katie McDonald,’ came a crisp voice that didn’t sound like Katie at all.
    ‘Katie… it’s me,’ she said hesitantly.
    ‘LIZZIE!  Oh my God, oh my God!  I’ve been calling you all night! Are you alright?  Where are you?’
    ‘I’m fine Katie, only…’
    ‘Oh thank God you called!  I’m so glad you’re safe!  You’ll never believe what Jamie’s up to…’ 
    ‘I can’t believe I’ve done this… I’m really, really sorry Katie,’ Lizzie said sounding rather pathetic.  ‘I didn’t mean to cause all this trouble.  It was just so, well, it all happened so quickly.  I will tell you about it.  But the odd thing is, I know I’ve done the right thing.  At least, I think I have…’
    ‘Are you sure you’re ok?  I’ve been trying your mobile and worrying myself sick.  I had visions of you ending up in a twisted heap of metal somewhere… Where are you?’
    ‘I’m fine,’ Lizzie told her, swallowing a lump in her throat.  ‘I am, really. I er, lost my phone on the motorway… Jamie was calling me…You’ve heard from him then…’
    ‘He was beside himself,’ said Katie.  ‘He ranted and raved at me until I reminded him it wasn’t my fault. He said I wouldn’t be so sure about that… Can you believe it? He’s more upset at cancelling the wedding than anything else, what would everyone think, blah blah you know how he is…’  She stopped herself.  ‘Sorry Lizzie, but you can just imagine…’ 
    ‘ He’ll be furious,’ Lizzie said.  ‘But I will offer to share the costs, surely he knows that…’  She could just see him, stalking around the house, the frown worse than ever, letting rip at everyone he spoke to.  It clinched it.  There was no going back now.  Her name was blackened for ever.
    ‘Oh , I most certainly wouldn’t do that ,’ said Katie unfeelingly.  ‘He told me his insurance will see it’s all paid