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Copyright © 2017 Jon McGregor
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Source ISBN: 9780008235635
Ebook Edition © December 2017 ISBN: 9780008235642
Version: 2018-06-26
Contents
Could you
I’d like to hear about that day, before anything happened.
Just, from the beginning.
You’d been staying in the village for how long?
And you’d come back because the previous visit had gone so well, last summer?
And you knew the Hunter family. You got on with them.
So it was an easy decision, to come back for a winter break.
Was it warm enough, in the cottage? I mean, the weather had been wet.
It’s quite small, isn’t it, the cottage. Lovely. But small.
Sorry, barn conversion.
Had you been on any excursions? Had you gone for any walks?
So you were maybe starting to feel a bit cooped up.
Tell me about that morning.
Did you all have breakfast together? Who was up first?
This might sound trivial, but what would Becky have had, if she was eating breakfast alone?
I know
But these details. They help to build a picture.
If you could
Okay. And then did you come downstairs before she finished her breakfast?
And was that when the idea of going for a walk was discussed?
It would be fair to say that Becky’s response wasn’t positive, would it?
Is it okay if I call her Becky?
She wasn’t enthusiastic about the walk. And the weather wasn’t great, at that point.
So you let the matter rest for the time being. To avoid a conflict.
And then the two of you had your breakfast together, you and your husband? Something more elaborate, because you were on holiday, because you wanted to treat yourselves?
But this wasn’t a special occasion. Other than being a holiday morning. You weren’t celebrating anything.
No.
You made a start on your breakfast, you made some coffee – maybe you read the paper? You were having the newspapers delivered while you were staying in the cottage, is that right?
Barn conversion.
Which newspaper?
And Becky – she’ll have gone back up to her bedroom? Or put the television on?
Could you
could we
if