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    Getting Him Back
    Getting Him Back
    Getting Him Back
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    Getting Him Back

    By Anna Pescardot

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    Terri is devastated after being dumped for another woman, two weeks before her wedding so, instead of enjoying her honeymoon in an exotic destination, she is forced to return to work, preparing reports for her neurotic boss, Mia.

    When she realizes her ex isn't going to come begging for her forgiveness, she uses Facebook to find out more about his other woman so she can understand why he left.

    Her plans to befriend the woman seem to be working, but when fate steps in with other plans, will Terri take the hint, or will she keep trying to get him back?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAnna Pescardot
    Release dateJul 21, 2011
    ISBN9781466003002
    Getting Him Back
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    Anna Pescardot

    I'm live in northern England and I enjoy writing romantic comedies. IAlthough my books deal with romance I like to keep the content mostly suitable for everyone!I like to bring some of my past experiences into my books and I hope this helps make the books believable for readers.I always like to hear from readers who have enjoyed my books and I welcome twitter and facebook followers as well as email comments.Bye for nowAnna x

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      Getting Him Back - Anna Pescardot

      Getting Him Back

      By Anna Pescardot

      Copyright 2011 Anna Pescardot

      Smashwords Edition

      Thank you for purchasing this eBook.

      This is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and events depicted are the product of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, events or locales are entirely coincidental. This eBook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. It may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each reader. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to Smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author

      Table of Contents

      Chapter One – Honeymoon Blues

      Chapter Two – That Thursday Night

      Chapter Three - Home Sweet Home

      Chapter Four - Birthday Surprise

      Chapter Five – The Good Book

      Chapter Six – One of the Girls

      Chapter Seven – Hey Ho the Bitch is gone

      Chapter Eight – Twenty Questions

      Chapter Nine – The Return of Evil

      Chapter Ten – Meet the Parents

      Chapter Eleven – The Secret is Out

      Chapter Twelve – Rumours

      Chapter Thirteen – Decision, decisions

      Chapter Fourteen – A Surprise Visit

      Chapter Fifteen – Twists of Fate

      Chapter Sixteen – A Happy Ending?

      Other Books by Anna Pescardot

      Chapter One

      Honeymoon blues

      I should have been in Saint Lucia, lying on the beach, while my new husband rubbed suntan lotion on my back. Instead, I was at my desk typing up a report for the boss from hell. She’d given it back to me twice already, and I knew she’d go mad if I got it wrong for a third time. My mind just wasn’t on the job. All I could think about was Mark- my first real love - my childhood sweetheart.

      I looked at the words on the screen. They seemed to merge into a blur as I tried to stop myself from crying again. Doreen, who sits next to me, gave me a sympathetic look. ‘Are you all right, Love?’ she asked.

      ‘I’m just fed up.’ I hammered the keys on the keyboard, trying to release the pent up anger inside of me. Once the last sentence was complete, I gave it a quick proofread before taking it to Mia’s office.

      Mia looked up from her laptop. ‘I hope it’s going to be perfect, this time.’ She took the papers from me and scrunched up her eyes; her concentration etching a small line between her eyebrows.

      She sighed and tutted. ‘This is not good enough - again. You know, Terri, if this is the best you’re capable of, I am seriously going to have to look for a new PA.’

      I felt like telling her to do just that, but I needed the money and, right now, my job was all I had going for me, even though it was utterly boring and full of stress.

      ‘I’m sorry, Mia. You know I’ve had personal problems.’

      ‘You can’t bring personal problems into the workplace. I’ve told you that before. It’s completely unprofessional. For your information, I happen to have personal problems of my own – not that you’d know. That’s because I keep my problems to myself.’

      I found it so hard to remain calm. ‘I’m trying my best. Just let me know how I can improve the report and I’ll do it.’

      She rolled her eyes. ‘That’s what you said last time. I’ve added the amendments. Maybe you should get Doreen to check it before you bring it to me. I need it done before close of play today, so I suggest you get back to it.’ She threw the papers towards me and turned her eyes towards her laptop. ‘And close the door behind you.’

      I went back to my desk and was pleased to find a nice, hot mug of tea and a scone, which Doreen had bought from the cake trolley. Doreen was great. She was like a second mum. ‘Thanks, Dor. This is just what I needed.’ I bit into the scone and savoured its sweet, sickly taste. It masked the bitterness I was feeling.

      ‘Did she give you a hard time?’ Doreen asked, nodding at my report.

      ‘What do you think? She’s such a cow. I’m sure she does it on purpose.’

      ‘I don’t envy you, Love. I’m just happy I have Steve. He never makes a fuss.’

      ‘Yeah, but you’re good at your job. I don’t know how I got this job in the first place!’

      ‘You must have done something right.’

      ‘Either that or nobody else would work for her!’

      ‘You’ve got a point there!’ Doreen laughed and nibbled her scone.

      Mia Cowell was head of the marketing department, and she made everyone’s lives a misery. She had the right name: Mia, because all she thought about was herself – me, me, me and Cowell because firstly, she was a total cow and secondly, she was as sarcastic and judgemental as Simon Cowell, only not as funny and likeable. And to top it all, she was annoyingly pretty. She was as tall and slim as a catwalk model with long, dark-brown hair and sharp green eyes, which slanted upwards, like a black panther’s. She drove a black sports car too – she had it all!

      I refused to believe that she had personal problems. I’ll bet the only problem she had was whether she’d get her hands on the latest designer bag before anyone else did.

      After Doreen had given her seal of approval, I took the report into Mia’s office. I wouldn’t be responsible for my actions if she threw it at me again. Her face remained expressionless as she turned each page, which was a good sign. After scanning the last page, she nodded and then handed it back to me. ‘That’ll do. Send it to Mr Groves and keep a copy for me in the file. Thanks.’ She waved her hand at me, which was her sign for me to leave.

      Now that I’d finished the report, I had nothing major to do except think about Mark. I replayed the scene from that Thursday night, over and over, until I thought I would die.

      Chapter Two

      That Thursday Night

      I always went to Mark’s flat on Thursdays. He would either cook something or get us a takeout from the local Chinese. He would usually have chicken chow mien while I preferred the spicier options.

      Tonight, I’d let myself in with my key and was surprised to see an empty flat. Mark was nowhere to be seen, and there was no sign of any food being cooked. At first, I thought he’d gone to the takeaway, but then I saw it on the table – a note.

      Gone to the pub. Back soon. Mark

      The first thing I noticed was the lack of emotion. He usually wrote something like, Dear Terri and Love Mark whenever he left a note. I felt my stomach turn over. Feeling nervous, I walked over to his fridge and cracked open a can

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