Ghosts

by Dolly Alderton

The contents of supermarket baskets are surely evidence that none of us are coping with adulthood all that well.

Had I trusted him too quickly and fallen too deeply, because I’d projected my own version of his personality into the holes of my knowledge of him?

I realized just how much we hadn’t known about each other.

‘Love is homesickness,’

‘You know, every time you “change your mind” in such an extreme way, it takes something from a woman. It’s an act of theft. It’s not just a theft of her trust, it’s a theft of her time. You’ve taken things from her, so you could have a fun few months. Can you not see how selfish that is?’