Chapter 91

• I lifted the bottle towards him. “Yep. Cheers. And, actually, it’s been more like eighteen months awake, because I had morning, noon and night sickness, then coccyx pain, which is an absolute killer, by the way. And then when I got big, there was no comfortable way to sleep.”
• I thought Alex would say something sympathetic, but obviously, being massively self-centered, he just made it all about him. “Don’t talk to me about pain,” he said. “Every week when I go out on the field it’s like going into battle. It’s brutal – you’ve seen it. I get battered and bruised and I have to keep going, I can’t just stop for a little lie down in the middle of the game.”
• I gasped, horrified and offended at once. “You think I get to have a little lie down in the middle of the day or something?” I pretty much shrieked at him.