Mad about You

by Mhairi McFarlane

Maybe money couldn’t buy you happiness; however, it was still a mood-altering, life-changing, addictive substance. It could purchase you not only pleasure, Harriet had discovered, but ease, patience, convenience. A kind of sunny outlook and frictionless existence where your path through any difficulties could always be smoothed by its liberal application.

Good women are not a rewards system for silly men.’

‘Is this definitive proof I have the worst judgement in men?’ ‘No, you don’t. What you have is trust, that has been abused. Men aren’t your fault.’

Nina was the human equivalent of when golden autumn sun breaks through the clouds on a cold windy day, unexpectedly warming your chilled face.

You don’t have a place in my heart. You have it.