Isobel (lead female in new novel) has her next period this Tuesday coming.
I didn’t mean to work it out, it came up in conversation. I have had to timeline this one, because unlike ‘Promises’ I need to keep track of who’s doing what (or even who’s doing who!)
Alex and Izzy who houseshare are having the following conversation, and I know the date it is happening:
“I was having some really weird dreams, and when I woke up all sorts of stuff was going through my head.” She forked some yolk covered salmon into her mouth.
“Is it ‘cause you’re due on Monday?”
“Could be… hold on, how do you know when my period is?”
“You don’t need a sexual relationship with a woman you share a house with for any length of time to know that,” he said, “and you are like clockwork.”
“Most men don’t, No-Show was always surprised. When’s my next one then?”
She watched as Alex did the maths muttering under his breath and then said “Twenty-eighth of July, which will be a Tuesday.”
The fact that this is 2 days away from when I’m writing is a complete co-incidence.