Wedding Night

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Authors: Sophie Kinsella
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    “Lottie …” I rub my head. “You know I’m off on holiday tomorrow for two weeks?”
    “Oh yes.”
    “You’ll be OK?”
    “Of course I’ll be
OK
.” Her scathing tone returns. “I’m going to have a pizza and a nice bottle of wine tonight. I’ve been meaning to do that for ages, actually.”
    “Well, have a good one. Just don’t drown the pain.”
    That’s another of our mother’s sayings. I have a sudden memory of her in her pencil-slim white trouser suit and green glittery eye shadow. “Drowning the pain, darlings.” She’d be sitting at the bar in that house we had in Hong Kong, cradling a martini while Lottie and I watched, in our matching pink dressing gowns flown out from England.
    After she’d gone out, we would intone the phrase to each other like some kind of religion. I thought it was a general toast like “Down the hatch,” and shocked a school friend many years later, at a family lunch, by raising my glass and saying, “Well, drown the pain, everyone.”
    Now we use it as a shorthand for “getting totally trashed in an embarrassing manner.”
    “I will
not
be drowning the pain, thank you,” retorts Lottie, sounding offended. “And, anyway, you should talk, Fliss.”
    I may have drunk a few too many vodkas after Daniel and I split up, and I may have made a long speech to an audience of curry-house diners. It’s a fair point.
    “Yes, well.” I sigh. “Talk soon.”
    I put the phone down, close my eyes, and give my brain about ten seconds to reboot and focus. I have to forget Lottie’s love life. I have to concentrate on the awards ceremony. I have to finish my speech. Now. Go.
    I open my eyes and swiftly type a list of people to thank. It goes on for ten lines, but better safe than sorry. I email it to Ian, headlined
Speech! Urgent!
and leap up from my desk.
    “Fliss!” As I leave my office, Celia pounces on me. She’s one of our most prolific freelancers and has the trademark crow’s feet of the professional spa reviewer. You’d think that the spa treatments would cancel out the sun damage, but I find it tends to be the other way around. They really should stop putting spas in Thailand. They should situate them in northern wintry countries with no daylight at all.
    Hmm. Is there a piece in that?
    I quickly type into my BlackBerry:
Zero-daylight spa?
then look up. “Everything OK?”
    “The Gruffalo is here. He looks livid.” She swallows. “Maybe I should leave.”
    The Gruffalo is the industry nickname for Gunter Bachmeier. He owns a chain of ten luxury hotels and lives in Switzerland and has a forty-inch waist. I knew he was invited tonight, but I assumed he wouldn’t turn up. Not after our review of his new spa–hotel in Dubai, the Palm Stellar.
    “It’s fine. Don’t worry.”
    “Don’t tell him it was me.” Celia’s voice is actually trembling.
    “Celia.” I grip her by both shoulders. “You stand by your review, yes?”
    “Yes.”
    “Well, then.” I’m willing some strength into her, but shelooks terrified. It’s amazing how someone who writes such savage, excoriating, witty prose can be so gentle and sensitive in the flesh.
    Hmm. Is there a piece in that?
    I type:
Meet our reviewers in the flesh?? Profiles??
    Then I delete it. Our readers don’t want to meet the reviewers. They don’t want to know that “CBD” lives in Hackney and is an accomplished poet on the side. They simply want to know that their massive slice of cash is going to buy them all the sunshine/snow, white beach/mountains, solitude/beautiful people, Egyptian cotton/hammocks, haute cuisine/expensive club sandwiches that they require of a five-star holiday.
    “No one knows who ‘CBD’ is. You’re safe.” I pat her arm. “I have to run.” I’m already striding down the corridor again. I head into the central atrium and look around. It’s a large, airy, double-height hall—the only impressive space at Pincher International—and every year our overcrowded

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