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Anna laughed.

“What?” Hayley smiled. “Don’t mock me.”

“I’m not.”

“You are.”

“I’m not. Aren’t you having a good time?”

“I am! Everything’s great. It’s just that sometimes I want a bit of fun-fun, you know. Something exciting. And by sometimes I mean all the time.”

“You’ve got books. And your phone.”

“Yes but the mobile coverage is patchy and I’ve run out of books to read.”

“Never.”

“We could entertain each other.”

“Aren’t we already?”

“Yes but I think we need something more. A game.”

“A game?”

“Yeah.” Hayley nodded. “You know what we should play right now?”

“No. What?”

“Truth or dare.”

“No way. We are not playing truth or dare. We’re not eighteen.”

“You loved that game when we were twenty-two.”

“Exactly.”

Hayley gave her the sad eyes. Anna’s resolve folded in an instant. She never could resist Hayley when she was like this. And still couldn’t, apparently. “Okay. One game, then I’m going to bed.”

“Yes!”

Anna grimaced. What had she got herself into?

“The first one to forfeit has to do all the dishes for a week. This rule is binding.”

“Ah, for goodness sake.”

“Okay. I’ll go first.”

Anna rolled her eyes.

“Truth or dare.”

“Dare.”

Hayley’s eyes narrowed. “I dare you to down the rest of your whisky.”

Anna scoffed. “That old chestnut.”