There was a ruminative silence.

Well. Gosh. Now what? Youre the agent. Id have thought this gave you no end of creative opportunities.

Ill have a little think and call you back. By the way, Jesss father has been trying to get hold of you. He called here, and I said we didnt give out personal numbers. Did I do the right thing? You did the right thing. But give him my mobile number anyway. I suppose theres no avoiding him.

Do you want to call him? He left his number.

Go on, then.

While I was on the phone to Theo, both my ex-wife and my ex-girlfriend left messages. I had thought of neither of them when Theo was reading out that story; now I felt sick. I was beginning to realize an important truth about suicide: failure is as hurtful as success, and is likely to provoke even more anger, because theres no grief with which to water it down. I was, I could hear from the tone of the messages, in very deep shit. I called Cindy first. You fucking selfish idiot, she said.

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