It’s been a couple of months now since I published Reunion of the Heart. I thought I’d share an excerpt from it with you. For those of you who don’t know anything about it, it’s a romance about a young woman, a writer, who returns to the school where she was really unhappy as a teenager to attend a reunion.
Little does she know it, but her life is about to change forever. This scene takes place at the reunion, where Anna has just encountered Will, the man who made her life a misery when they were at school together. Enjoy!
‘Anna?’ She turned around and Will was standing by her side. She looked up at him. He was tall, taller than she remembered and not half bad looking. Her face burned as their eyes met.
‘What do you want?’ Her voice was barely a whisper. She removed her hand from his grasp and cleared her throat, saying more loudly and with some anger, ‘Will, I have nothing to say to you. After the way you treated me at school, did you really expect me to talk to you tonight? You and Matt and your friends made my life a misery. All those taunts and catcalls. I would have found it hard enough anyway just being a teenager. But the way you and your friends behaved towards me – well, to be blunt it made me want to end it all.’
Will was silent; his face was pale apart from two high spots of colour on his cheeks. He appeared stunned by what Anna had just told him. Finally he nodded. ‘I understand,’ he said slowly.
She shook her head. ‘No, I don’t think you do understand. I don’t think bullies can ever really understand what that kind of treatment feels like until it happens to them.’
There was a long pause. Anna wanted to turn away but something made her stay where she was.
‘That may be so,’ he said at last, ‘but I just wanted to tell you how sorry…’
‘Anna, is everything OK?’ Melissa’s voice came loud and clear.
‘Yes, I’ll join you in a second,’ Anna called. She turned back to Will. He was standing rigidly as if he were tense. For a moment she wanted to let him speak, to give her his apology. But then she remembered how he’d treated her at school, how awful he’d made her feel and her resolve hardened.
‘There are times when sorry isn’t good enough,’ she told him, watching as the redness on his cheeks spread. Before he could say anything else, she turned away and dashed across to her friends, sitting down with them.
‘What did he want?’ Melissa asked her.
‘To apologise,’ Anna said frowning as she glanced back to see Will’s retreating form. ‘It wasn’t accepted.’