CHAPTER TWO
" Sour Tea Cakes "
A few hours later, sitting outside a quiet tea shop Lara was silently munching her way through a hot apple cake. There was honey bee's fruitlessly collecting pollen in their honey baskets, white butterflies fluttering about looking for sugary leftovers and a friendly robin hopping joyfully about enjoying crumbs of cake.
She smiled as she watched it tottering about, ferociously nibbling at some coffee colored crumbs. Musings were interrupted by loud American woman sitting down at a table beside her, with her friend. The American woman started to hum an unfamiliar tune; annoying Lara more.
"How come you are so happy ?" her friend said in a joyous rich English accent.
"Errrm..You know how I told you about that guy?"
"Yeah..."
"Well, we have been 'involved' with each other."
"Gosh! You have only just been 'involved' with that other guy. You need to be a little bit more careful, do you even know his name?"
"Of course I do, it is quite unusual actually. That's what I like about him, he is very secretive about his life, and those blue eyes! When I first met him he was such a big headed git; now he has simmered down, well only a tiny bit" She ended with a laugh.
A ringing came from her bag, reaching in and looking at her phone she blurted out "speak of the devil! It's him now, one minute. Hello Kurtis, you never phone me! -pause- what are you going to be doing then? -pause- I wish you would tell me and stop being so secretive! -pause- I was looking forward to tonight -pause- bye, see you soon."
This caught Lara's attention, hazel eyes flicked towards their table seeking for some answers. This 'guy' awfully reminded her of her Kurtis; well she could not call him her Kurtis because they had not exactly been close. Apart from the Louvre moment...
Slapping a £10 note on top of the saucer in front of her she began to hurry walking out of the damned tea shop. Walking home, with a sour taste in her mouth.