Authors: Helen Falconer
‘You’re welcome, pet, I have free calls and texts, but it won’t be any good to you – ’tis one of those new ones, my daughter insisted on getting it for me – it’s impossible to . . .’
Aoife was already texting.
Hi Carla
Almost immediately, a text came back:
Who this?
A friend
I don’t have this number
Cos not my phone
Who IS this?
Aoife showed Shay the screen. He shook his head. She hesitated, then texted:
Carla I need to tell u something very weird
After a few seconds Carla replied:
About what
About Aoife
A bare second later:
i don’t know who this is but if u say one wrong word about my best friend who died i will find out who u r and u will be very really really incredibly sorry u exist on the same planet as me
Warmth flooded Aoife’s heart, and tears her eyes.
Carla I love u
Is this Killian
Aoife laughed, and wiped away the tears:
No sorry someone else who loves you
WHO IS THIS TELL ME NOW OR I WILL STOP ANSWERING YOU
There didn’t seem to be any easy way to do it. Biting her lip, she texted:
This is Aoife