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Read and enjoy the books. There’s a little piece of us all on the pages.
What inspired you to write your book?
I wanted to see how forty somethings could still get it wrong when falling in love, again and again
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Lily spent the next ten minutes looking at him charm the pants off the audience. The resonance in his voice was still as smooth and soothing as ever. Glancing at her watch, she noticed time was passing slowly and needed to get out. Her attention was momentarily deflected when she heard Richard say something.
‘That’s why I have to work so hard. My ex-wife took a great chunk out of my earnings, not before showing off her amateur film editing skills,’ he said, as some of the audience giggled. ‘It’s amazing what a woman scorned can leave you in a gift bag.’
She noticed Charles giving her a quizzical look as Richard flashed a dirty glance.
‘What’s he talking about?’ she said, pretending to look confused while glaring at Richard.
‘His ex-wife found some of his home made porn and made it into a film then posted it out to everyone,’ whispered Anne, leaning over. ‘I don’t know the full story and Eleanor doesn’t talk about it.’
‘Some people, aye?’ tutted Lily, trying to stifle her laugh.
‘I’m thinking of making a film about my ex-wife. One of my friends said would it be a drama. I said it’d be more like a comedy of errors because being married to her was a joke!’ Richard laughed out and quickly glanced at her, as some of the people in the audience muttered in appreciation. ‘But to be honest, it’d be a horror movie because god did she look scary first thing in the morning and that’s with full make up!’
The audience laughed at his cheeky quips while Lily glared at him. As he walked back to the table he bent down and whispered behind her back, pretending to pick up a napkin.
‘See, I haven’t forgotten about your little stunt and I still intend to make you suffer.’ His breath made the hairs stand on the back of her neck. Richard sat down and turned to face her with a wry smile. ‘What does your husband do?’
‘I’m not married,’ she answered politely.
It was the first time she’d looked at him head on. Other than the fine lines around his eyes, everything was still as she remembered. Her gut twisted and suddenly she felt her breathing become erratic, due to the need to punch him in the face.
‘She was going out with a bloody good looking actor not so long ago,’ piped up Anne, with a churlish giggle. ‘You might know him. What was his name again?’
‘William Hutton,’ Lily mumbled as Richard smirked.
‘Yes, I know him very well. Surprising our paths never crossed,’ Richard replied. ‘Not together anymore?’
‘No,’ she said, letting out a quick sigh.
‘Too many beautiful tempting women in his industry I expect.’
‘I hear they’re all slappers,’ Lily quietly replied as he laughed.
‘He dumped you?’
‘It was mutual.’
‘I was married once, as you heard,’ he said to her before looking across the table. ‘Never again!’
‘Why?’ said Anne. ‘I’ve been married for thirty five wonderful years.’
‘What was wrong about being married?’ asked Lily, knowing she should let it drop but couldn’t. ‘Can’t have been all that bad?’
‘Not only did she publicly humiliate me, has the gall to say she suffered mental cruelty at my hands,’ he said, flabbergasted, as Lily tried to hide her smile. ‘She then proceeds to try and blackmail me into giving her half my money!’
Lily looked aghast at Richard as her jaw dropped open once again.
‘What a bitch!’ Charles said, laughing. ‘Reminds me of one of my exes.’
‘A bitch, yes,’ Richard laughed. ‘She’s not the brightest thing. To be honest she might have been mentally out of kilter. But I did get my own back.’
‘What did you do?’ asked Charles.
‘I put a restraining order against her for a few years because she was a bit unbalanced.’
Richard pulled a concerned face and smiled at Lily
‘Really?’ Lily said, biting her lip very hard.
‘And she’s strictly prohibited from speaking about our relationship.’
‘Don’t you think your sort of bullying is unfair?’ piped up Lily. ‘I’m sure her side of the story would make interesting reading. You can’t be that much of an angel.’
‘I mean, I don’t speak to the press but she’s the sort of person that’d sell it to the tabloids in an unsavoury manner, probably going topless at the same time. No class.’
‘No class?’ Lily stuttered, choking on her words at his direct insult and holding the temptation to cosh him on the head with her handbag.
‘Sounds like you got off easy,’ Charles said.
Lily could hear her heart thumping through her body as her cheeks got redder. She was about to spit blood.
‘Where is she now?’ Anne asked, giving Lily a concerned glance.
Realizing her face must have looked like thunder as she tried her hardest to smile, but her cheeks were frozen in anger.
‘Don’t know and don’t care,’ Richard sighed. ‘I hope I never see her again and she probably looks like crap. Her arse must be the size of a small Caribbean island considering how I’ve heard she’s let herself go.’ Lily bit her lip really hard from the verbal blow. ‘Lily, I’m sure my mother mentioned you were married once. Is that so? I hope it wasn’t as wretched as mine.’
Lily looked at Richard’s grinning face, her jaw still slightly open after his onslaught. He discreetly pushed her chin up as she shook her head quickly.
‘I was deeply in love with my husband but he was an utter shit to me and a dickhead. Not only did he not love me, he had a bad habit of screwing around and then pretending he didn’t.’
‘Oh Lily, that’s awful,’ said Anne, genuinely concerned.
‘Not really,’ said Lily, gulping hard. ‘Considering he was ruled by his dick, he wasn’t that good in the sack. A little quick for my liking and he was always checking out himself in the mirror to see if he was doing it right.’
‘The vain bastard!’ laughed Charles.
‘I think the mirror probably made it look bigger!’ she said, as the others roared with laughter.
Lily winked at Charles who sniggered then looked at Richard’s forced smile.
‘My mother never said you were a comedian?’ Richard quietly said.
‘After being married to my ex you’d have to have a good sense of humour.’
‘What happened to the poor man?’ asked Richard sarcastically.
‘I hear he changed into a woman and is now performing at live sex shows in Bangkok,’ she said to the table before getting up, as Richard burst out laughing. ‘They wouldn’t have had much to cut off. Excuse me.’
She turned and walked away.