In the morning we told Vee about Scott being seen in town. She was surprisingly reserved, probably because she didn't want to get her hopes up with no proof. Patch left early in the morning. Although my car was in perfect working order Vee insisted on dropping me off at work. On the way we listened to the radio until suddenly Vee screeched the car to a dead holt and screamed. I jolted forward out of hysteria. And scanned furiously for what was wrong. Vee's eyes shot towards the curb and her jaw fell. A tall shaggy blonde haired man limped down the street. Scott! Before I could say a word Vee flung herself out the car door and sprinted towards Scott and I was hit on her heels. She called out to him and he turned to see her approaching and began to run despite his bad leg, into the distance. Vee kept going until she lost him in a mob of shoppers. We searched for ages but there was no sign of him. Eventually I persuaded Vee to get back in the car, her eyes crying and her heart broken.yet again. Although who was I to talk! I was sobbing too but I blamed it on the horomones