Penelope's POV
Dear Penelope,
I regret to tell you that your Grandma in Weymouth has passed away.
All my love, Rose Pollen (Your Grandma's next door neighbour)
A tear fell down my cheek, my Grandma, my only confidant was dead.
I placed the letter down on the coffee table before Pete came and sat down beside me, putting an arm over my shoulder.
"Everything ok?"
I looked at him.
"No"
I couldnt say no more, but burst into tears.
The next morning...
"Pete!" I shouted up the stairs.
Pete came down seconds later, with bag on back.
"Libby's in the car. Are you sure?"
He smiled at me.
"I'm sure"
He left his keys on the table before popping a note through the letterbox and shutting the door.
He put our cases in the boot before getting in the cab.
He tapped the drivers window.
"Where sir?"
Pete looked at me. "Weymouth"
We both looked at Libby and this smile came onto her face.
The End...But Sequal will follow. xx