A quiet drink at the pub.
I was having a quiet drink with a close friend of mine, in a small country pub, in Hampshire. A complete stranger looked interested in me, he was brown haired delightfully appealing but? But? But what, I was sitting there with a sweet white wine in my hand, I held it thinking of him, I took a sip of the alcohol, thinking of him, Steed. How I wanted to be with him, wanted him to hold me, touch me, just to be with me and take me away from this, what I'd become.
I sat there, not really paying any attention to Helen, I was just lost in my own thoughts.
When Helen abruptly said; "Emma, are you listening?" She strictly emphasised the 'are you'.
I replied, "Sorry Helen, what were you saying?"
Helen casually replied, "Really Emma, if I'm going to go on talking to myself I might as well."
"I'm sorry Helen, is it really that necessary for me to know what you were saying?" I frustratingly replied to her.
"Well if you'd only listened!" Helen, spat at me.
"Anyway. I was saying about this Ministry Party, Terry and I have been invited to." Helen gingerly said. Helen was one of my closest friends, we met while my Father still ran 'Knights Industries', she is quite intelligent, this 'intelligence' from Helen's point of view had to be well defined but she was a very good secretary, and a good friend.
"Well what about it?" I inquired, rather icily.
"Well Terry has a spare ticket, and you're always working too much, and erm.I thought you might want to come along?" Helen said.
"I don't know.erm." I replied.
"Oh, come on Emma, you haven't been yourself lately and this is just the thing to get you back to your old self again!" Helen, told me.
"Alright then, when is it?"I replied.
"Its on at this huge Country Manor in Surrey, on Saturday.' Helen said.
"This Saturday?" I enquired.
"Yes, its alright about the driving. Terry said we would be able to pick you up at around 6pm, and then head off to Surrey. Its about an hours drive, so its best we pick you up then. So how about it Emma?" Helen said to me, while she looked at me awaiting a reply.
"Alright, I'll come." I eventually said.
"Great! It'll be fun Emma you'll see." Helen, rather hysterically said.
After agreeing to Helen's invite we shared a couple more glasses of white wine, and left about an hour later. Well it is Wednesday, so I have technically three days to shop for a new outfit. Oh, well. I suppose it will be a change.
I was having a quiet drink with a close friend of mine, in a small country pub, in Hampshire. A complete stranger looked interested in me, he was brown haired delightfully appealing but? But? But what, I was sitting there with a sweet white wine in my hand, I held it thinking of him, I took a sip of the alcohol, thinking of him, Steed. How I wanted to be with him, wanted him to hold me, touch me, just to be with me and take me away from this, what I'd become.
I sat there, not really paying any attention to Helen, I was just lost in my own thoughts.
When Helen abruptly said; "Emma, are you listening?" She strictly emphasised the 'are you'.
I replied, "Sorry Helen, what were you saying?"
Helen casually replied, "Really Emma, if I'm going to go on talking to myself I might as well."
"I'm sorry Helen, is it really that necessary for me to know what you were saying?" I frustratingly replied to her.
"Well if you'd only listened!" Helen, spat at me.
"Anyway. I was saying about this Ministry Party, Terry and I have been invited to." Helen gingerly said. Helen was one of my closest friends, we met while my Father still ran 'Knights Industries', she is quite intelligent, this 'intelligence' from Helen's point of view had to be well defined but she was a very good secretary, and a good friend.
"Well what about it?" I inquired, rather icily.
"Well Terry has a spare ticket, and you're always working too much, and erm.I thought you might want to come along?" Helen said.
"I don't know.erm." I replied.
"Oh, come on Emma, you haven't been yourself lately and this is just the thing to get you back to your old self again!" Helen, told me.
"Alright then, when is it?"I replied.
"Its on at this huge Country Manor in Surrey, on Saturday.' Helen said.
"This Saturday?" I enquired.
"Yes, its alright about the driving. Terry said we would be able to pick you up at around 6pm, and then head off to Surrey. Its about an hours drive, so its best we pick you up then. So how about it Emma?" Helen said to me, while she looked at me awaiting a reply.
"Alright, I'll come." I eventually said.
"Great! It'll be fun Emma you'll see." Helen, rather hysterically said.
After agreeing to Helen's invite we shared a couple more glasses of white wine, and left about an hour later. Well it is Wednesday, so I have technically three days to shop for a new outfit. Oh, well. I suppose it will be a change.