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                   Improvising was, aer all, a skill she’d been practising.

                   ‘I  saw  this  great  documentar y  about  Greenland  the  other  night.  Made  me
                remember when you were obsessed with the  Arctic and you cut out all those
                pictures of polar bears and stuff.’
                   ‘Yeah.   Mrs   Elm   said   the   best   way   to   be   an   arctic   explorer   was   to   be   a

                glaciologist. So that’s what I wanted to be.’
                   ‘Mrs Elm,’ he whispered. ‘ at rings a bell.’
                   ‘School librarian.’
                   ‘ at was it. You used to live in that librar y, didn’t you?’

                   ‘Pretty much.’
                   ‘Just   think,   if   you   hadn’t   stuck   with   swimming,   you’d   be   in   Greenland
                right now.’
                   ‘Svalbard,’ she said.

                   ‘Sorr y?’
                   ‘It’s a Nor wegian archipelago. Way up in the Arctic Ocean.’
                   ‘Okay, Nor way then. You’d be there.’
                   ‘Maybe.     Or    maybe     I’d   just   still   be   in   Bedford.   Moping    around.

                Unemployed. Struggling to pay the rent.’
                   ‘Don’t be da. You’d have always done something big.’
                   She  smiled  at  her  elder  brother’s  innocence.  ‘In  some  lives  me       and  you
                might not even get on.’

                   ‘Nonsense.’
                   ‘I hope so.’
                   Joe seemed a bit uncomfortable, and clearly wanted to change the topic.
                   ‘Hey, guess who I saw the other day?’

                   Nora shrugged, hoping it was going to be someone she’d heard of.
                   ‘Ravi. Do you remember Ravi?’
                   She  thought  of  Ravi,  telling  her  off  in  the  newsagent’s  only  yesterday.  ‘Oh
                yeah. Ravi.’

                   ‘Well, I bumped into him.’
                   ‘In Bedford?’
                   ‘Ha!   God,   no.   Haven’t   been   there   for   years.   No.   It   was   at   Blackfriars
                station.  Totally  random.  Like,  I  haven’t  seen  him  in  over  a  decade.  At  least.

                He wanted to go to the pub. So, I explained I was teetotal now, and then I got
                into having to explain I’d been an alcoholic. And all of that. at I hadn’t had
                a  glass  of  wine  or  a  puff  on  a  joint  in  years.’  Nora  nodded  as  if  this  wasn’t  a
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