The Girl Who Lied: The bestselling psychological drama

‘Hey!’ shouted Kerry, jumping back out of the way.

‘Little shit,’ muttered Joe, but he was laughing all the same.

‘Right, that does it,’ said Kerry good-humouredly. He thrust his beer bottle at Joe and strode across the grass. The lad screamed and, dropping the hosepipe, fled round the corner of the house.

Kerry picked up the hose and waited for the boy to come back into the garden. A movement caught Kerry’s eye and he squirted the hosepipe at the lad.

There was a scream and a curse.

A cheer went up from the guests in the garden.

‘Shit.’ Kerry dropped the hosepipe.

Standing in front of him wasn’t the lad, but Erin. Her clothes clung to her like she had entered a wet t-shirt competition. Water dripped from her hair. ‘Jesus, Erin. I’m so sorry,’ he said. He could hear Joe chortling in the background.

‘What the hell was that for?’ The man with Erin said.

Kerry noticed him for the first time. From the man’s accent, Kerry assumed that it was Erin’s English boyfriend. He wasn’t quite so wet, unfortunately. It seemed Erin had caught the full brunt of it.

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