Friendship will always come first.
There’s only one way out from rock bottom and that’s up, and Teri Meyer is finally crawling out from the worst time of her life – no thanks to her best friend Lee. But no matter, she’s finally found love – real love with a real man, a successful man, a man who accepts all her flaws. Teri’s never felt like this before, and yet it’s changing her in ways she doesn’t understand.
And there’s only one person who can help, one person who truly understands Teri.
It seems that no matter how hard Lee Harper tries, there’s a battle awaiting her at every turn these days, and she’s tired. And as if she needs the extra stress, Teri continues to create constant and unnecessary drama. But Lee’s the only one who really knows what’s going on under Teri’s hard, convoluted exterior, and that’s why she’s always been there for her.
But the question is: will Teri be there when Lee needs her most?
The brilliant and entertaining final book in the unique FRIENDS trilogy dishes out another dose of rib-tickling mayhem for our favourite thirty-something professional women.
Teri Meyer is impulsive. The sort of person who acts first and considers the consequences later. So, when best friend, Lee Harper, who thinks she might be pregnant, tells her not to say a word, what does Teri do? She puts her five inch stilettos right in it. The trouble is, the person she tells is her former husband, Dan, a well-known television presenter – who is now Lee’s fiancé. Lee is, understandably annoyed…
I collared Teri outside the front entrance to her building unpeeling herself, and several bulging carrier bags, from the rear seat of a black cab.
‘Lee,’ she said, scrabbling in her tote for her purse, ‘I wasn’t expecting to see you tonight.’
‘No?’ I folded my arms and leaned against a lamppost as she deposited the shopping on the pavement and counted some coins into the taxi driver’s hand. She turned: ‘I’m a couple of quid short, I don’t suppose you could…?’
She pursed her lips and, eyes narrowed, gave me an unblinking stare. ‘Oh, it’s like that, is it?’
The cab driver coughed. ‘Haven’t got all night, mate.’
Teri treated him to the narrow-eyed glare. ‘I’m not your mate,’ she snapped, retrieving a couple of coins from his palm and swapping them for a five pound note. ‘I think you’ll find that’s the exact amount.’
The cabbie studied the cash in his hand. ‘I can count missus,’ he said, glancing from Teri to me, and then back again to Teri. He shook his head and, winding up the cab window, pulled away from the kerb. He drove a couple of feet and stopped, wound the window down again and poked his head out. ‘Let me give you a tip, love. Don’t feck off your friends.’ And with a wave, he revved the car engine and sped off to pick up another, hopefully more generous, railway station fare.
Teri watched his twinkling rear lights disappear into the distance. ‘Whatever did he mean?’ she wondered, picking up her shopping haul.
I straightened and moved so close our frosty breath twirled and melded in the dark night air. ‘He meant,’ I paused and exhaled, trying to slow the thump, thump in my chest, ‘I. Am. Not. Very. Happy. With. You.’
She stepped backwards and almost tripped as the carriers banged against her legs. ‘Oh,’ she said in the airy-fairy voice she always uses when she’s hoping to wriggle out of trouble. ‘Have I done something wrong?’
I jabbed a finger at her bony chest. ‘I’ve just spoken to Dan…’
‘Nice,’ she murmured, in a tone that suggested the exact opposite.
‘He’d just got off a train…’
‘I know – ’ she edged sideways towards the door ‘ – he said he’d been down to London.’ Her face brightened. ‘If only we’d known we were on the same train we could’ve kept each other company.
‘Oops.’ A hand flew to her mouth, in a gesture of penitence, which was rather hampered by the carrier handles wrapped around her fist. ‘I wouldn’t want you thinking I was trying to steal your chap.’
I stared her down, unfazed by her efforts to draw my fire away from what she damn well knew was the real cause of my simmering fury.
She took another step towards the door and gestured. ‘Shall we talk inside?’
I grabbed her arm. ‘I asked you not to say anything – ’ I took a deep breath trying to stifle the wobble in my tummy ‘ – about the baby.’
‘Did you?’ she’d adopted the airy-fairy persona again.
I ignored the interruption. ‘Dan telephoned from the station…’
She’d reached the door and was fumbling in her tote for her keys. ‘I suppose he couldn’t wait to let you know he was safely back in good old Yorkshire?’ she quipped.
‘Please,’ I said grasping her bag ‘let me help.’
She released the bag gratefully and raised the carrier bags. ‘I’m afraid my hands are a bit full.’
‘Dan telephoned from the station,’ I continued, peering into the depths of her bag. ‘He wasn’t very pleased about what he called second-hand news.’
‘Oh dear.’ Teri sounded sympathetic. ‘I hope you didn’t row?’
‘That’s good,’ she broke in.
‘…we didn’t quarrel,’ I continued, ‘because I cut him off mid-sentence, so I could come around here and tell you I NEVER WANT TO SPEAK TO YOU AGAIN.’
‘And now,’ I said, lowering my voice as curtains twitched in the windows of the ground floor flats on either side of the door, ‘I’m going home so Dan and I can have a full and frank exchange of views about the baby I want, and he doesn’t.
‘And, look – ’ I upended the contents of her tote onto the WELCOME mat, and pointed ‘ – your keys.’
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Sue Featherstone and Susan Pape
Sue Featherstone and Susan Pape are both former newspaper journalists with extensive experience of working for national and regional papers and magazines, and in public relations.
More recently they have worked in higher education, teaching journalism – Sue at Sheffield Hallam and Susan at Leeds Trinity University.
The pair, who have been friends for almost 30 years, wrote two successful journalism text books together – Newspaper Journalism: A Practical Introduction and Feature Writing: A Practical Introduction (both published by Sage), before deciding to turn their hands to fiction.
The first novel in their Friends series, A Falling Friend, was released in 2016. A Forsaken Friend followed two years later, and the final book in the trilogy, A Forgiven Friend, published on November 19.
Sue, who is married with two grown-up daughters, and the most ‘gorgeous granddaughter in the whole world’, loves reading, writing and Nordic walking in the beautiful countryside near her Yorkshire home.
Susan is married and lives in a village near Leeds, and, when not writing, loves walking and cycling in the Yorkshire Dales. She is also a member of a local ukulele orchestra.
They blog about books at https://bookloversbooklist.com/