April 29th 2016

Unedited update. Chapter tomorrow!

Sarah, xx

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"My grandmother doesn't have a Last Will and Testament."

"Neither do I."

"But you're not ninety and on the verge of death."

"Connie is not on the verge of death, Daniel."

"I think she is."

"And why would you think that?"

"Because she's being secretive. Just like you, in fact. Wait a second!"

"Ah, the penny's dropped."

"What are you and Connie plotting?"

"Plotting? Nothing."

"Lies!"

"Get a grip."

"Why is Philip Grey in New York?"

"Huh?"

"Your family's lawyer. He's in New York. Why?"

"He's drawing up a pre-nup for Emma and Adam."

"Is that all he's doing?"

"He might be taking in the sight, too, I don't know."

"I still think there's something very suspect about all this."

"You're probably being paranoid."

"I doubt that. You're up to something. You and your stuff."

"I have no idea what you're on about."

"Yes, you do."

"No, I don't."

"Sophie!"

"What?"

"Just tell me!"

"No can do."

"Ah ha! So there is something going on but you just can't tell me."

"Even if I did tell you, you'll probably turn around in a day or so and say the complete opposite, anyway."

"..."

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"-Tell her that she's just going to have to wait.-"

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"-That was one time, Jasmine. And she was yelling about craneflies, anyway.-"

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"-No! Don't tell her that. She currently hates him with a passion. Just tell her I got caught up with that other thing and that I'll be a few more minutes."

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"-Fine.- You still there, Daniel?"

"Your mother currently hates me?"

"She also hates craneflies."

"Yeah, but... this is all fucked up."

"..."

"Can you please find time tomorrow to Skype me? We have to talk, Sophie."

"Daniel-"

"Please."

"Fine, but I'll be one to call you, not the other way around. Got it?"

"Got it."

"Right."

"I now have a Last Will and Testament, by the way."

"And?"

"I'm leaving everything to Alfie."

"The dog, Alfie?"

"Yep."

"You're leaving everything to a dog you rescued from a shelter four weeks ago?"

"Genius, right?"

"Don't you need some sort of trustee or a responsible person to look after Alfie's interests?"

"I thought about that."

"Oh, dear God."

"I picked you."

"Me?"

"Well, Alfie is half yours, technically."

"Is this all a joke?"

"No, I'm being a hundred per cent serious."

"You're insane."

"Mhm. It's kinda fun to be crazy."

"There's crazy and then there's bat shit crazy. Want to guess which category you fit into?"

"Haha, I hope it's the latter."

"I'm hanging up on you now."

"Wait, wait! I was joking about leaving everything to Alfie. I love him, but he's a dog. I, uh... I actually left the bulk of my worth to someone else."

"Yeah, good for them. I still have to go. Jasmine is power walking towards my office and she looks pissed off."

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"Haha, she used your full name!"

"I got to go!"

"Hope you survive, gator."

"Me, too, baboon."

"Bye, Soph."

"Bye, Daniel"