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and truly time I got over him.

      ‘I’d better go.’ I stood up, pulling my bag over my shoulder. ‘Good luck with everything. I hope Willow Hall turns into a roaring success.’

      Anthony looked up at me in surprise. ‘Where are you going?’

      ‘Back to work.’

      ‘Why? You’re not that busy, are you? You used to take an hour for lunch.’ He nodded towards the show boat. ‘How about we take a trip on that? Come on, for old time’s sake.’ He stood up and his eyes twinkled as he looked down at me. ‘I don’t remember much about our last trip.’

      I blushed and looked down at the floor, my resolve weakening. It would be nice to go on the boat. It would certainly make a change from being in the shop all afternoon, and I’d been so bored all morning. ‘Well… all right then. It’s only a half-hour trip, isn’t it?’

      ‘I think so, yes. Come on, I think it’s about to leave.’

      We hurried down the river and boarded the boat. Anthony paid for us both before leading the way up the stairs to the top deck. Our feet clattered against the wooden boards and we found a seat towards the back. I was thankful the seat we’d sat in last time was taken by two elderly ladies, otherwise I had the strangest feeling Anthony would have sat there.