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11.00 a.m. Meet and greet
11.30 a.m. Finish
Nora Seed OBE.
Inspiring Success.
So, there was a life in which she was a success. Well, that was something.
She wondered who ‘J’ was, and the other people she was supposed to meet
in the lobby, and then she put the sheet of paper down and got out of bed.
She had a lot of time. Why was she getting up at 6:30 a.m.? Maybe she swam
ever y morning. at would make sense. She pressed a button and the
curtains slid open with a low whirr to reveal a view of water and skyscrapers
and the white dome of the O2 arena. She had never seen this precise view
from this precise angle before. London. Canar y Wharf. About twenty storeys
up.
She went to the bathroom – beige tiles, large shower cubicle, fluffy white
towels – and realised she didn’t feel as bad as she usually did in the morning.
ere was a mirror filling half the opposing wall. She gasped at her
appearance. And then she laughed. She looked so ridiculously healthy. And
strong. And in this life had terrible taste in nightwear (pyjamas, mustard-
and-green, plaid).
e bathroom was quite large. Large enough to get down on and do some
push-ups. Ten full ones in a row – no knees – without even getting out of
breath.
en she held a plank. And tried it with one hand. en the other hand,
with hardly a tremor. en she did some burpees.
No problem at all.
Wow.
She stood up and patted her rock-hard stomach. Remembered how
wheezy she had been in her root life, walking up the high street , technically
only yesterday.
She hadn’t felt this fit since she was a teenager. In fact, this might be the
fittest she had ever felt. Stronger, certainly.
Searching Facebook for ‘Isabel Hirsh’, she found out that her former best
friend was alive and still living in Australia and this made Nora happy. She
didn’t even care that they weren’t social media friends, as it was highly
probable that in this life Nora hadn’t gone to Bristol University. And even if
