Charlotte
“He is still staring” Johnny tells me and I look up from my desk to see Terry looking at me. He did not even try to look away when I caught him “Did you do something wrong?”
“What could I have done? I was early and we have been working on this shoot all morning” I explain looking up again. He was no longer staring directly at me and was instead looking at my clothes. I had embraced casual again today with jeans and a cream top. It was chilly in the morning so I had worn a jacket but now it hung on my chair. My shoes, which Terry was still looking at, were ankle boots I had borrowed from Elizabeth’s wardrobe two years ago then kept till it became mine.
“Maybe you should go talk to him” Johnny whispered
“And say what?”
“Just say hi. If he has anything, he will bring it up” J
