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In fact, even though it wasn’t yet lunchtime, today stood out as one of the worst days of her life – or it would have, if it wasn’t for the fact there had been so many of them recently. Life had become one long stress dream she didn’t seem capable of waking up from.
‘Oh no, I … Well, a bit … Actually, ehm, are you aware there’s a man trying to jump off your building?’ Grace didn’t even look up. ‘Well, it is Monday.’
‘Leave me alone, you beast. That gun probably isn’t even loaded.’ ‘Really? I’m an alcoholic with nothing to live for. You seriously think I’d have a gun and not keep it loaded?’
‘Now, if that will be all, it’s nearly lunchtime and I have yet to drink my breakfast. I can’t face the afternoon editorial meeting sober.’
