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chapter ten Later that afternoon, there was a knock on the door of the dressing room at the SECC, where I was waiting whilst Shane did his sound check. ‘Come in!’ One of the band’s security guys came in. ‘We’ve got a bag of letters from the Sun for you and Shane. Do you want me to bring them in?’ ‘Yeah, sure. Thanks.’ I was expecting about 20 letters or thereabouts, so I was shocked when he lugged in a black bag. ‘These are only the ones they’ve had today! Apparently they’re still coming through!’ ‘Jeez. Thanks. Better get started then, hadn’t I?’ He smiled at me, and left. I was half way through reading the first e-mail when Karina and Nancy came in. ‘What the hell are they?’ Nancy asked. ‘Letters from the Sun.’ I looked up from my reading. ‘And they’re saying this isn’t even all of them!’ ‘Bloody hell.’ Nancy sat down. Karina came and picked up a handful. ‘D’you want a hand sorting them?’ ‘Nah. I want to read them. You can have a flick through if you like though.’ I finished the first letter, and picked up a pen and the pad of paper that was sitting on the table next to me. ‘What are you doing?’ Nancy looked at me in amazement. ‘Answering the letter! What does it look like?’ ‘You’re not going to answer all these are you?’ ‘Well not all of them have snail mail addresses on them, but I’m going to try and answer as many of them as I can.’ ‘You’re mad.’ Nancy shook her head in disbelief. ‘Quite probably.’ I smiled, and started writing. Dear Hannah, Hi, thanks for your e-mail. The Sun passed it (and every other one!) on to Shane and I. Yes, I do believe in love at first sight. Now even more than before. I always thought it was a nice idea, but something that only really happened in films. Now I know otherwise. I am so happy now that I’m with Shane. He’s the best thing that’s happened to me. I hope you find someone soon too. Remember, Kian, Bryan and Mark are all still single! Thanks again for your letter. Maybe I’ll see you in Dublin! Enjoy the concert. luv Harriet xxx Most of the letters went that way. I had about a dozen finished by the time Shane came back through to the dressing room. ‘Are they from the Sun?’ I nodded. ‘You’re answering them?’ ‘Yeah. Well, some of them anyway. I can’t e-mail them back, but some of them have included their home addresses, so I thought, since they made the effort, why shouldn’t I?’
