LiesRosie was fluctuating between being pissed off and making a half-arsed attempt at blanking me. She was fluctuating between talking and not talking. Her best friend, Cora, was giving me some serious intense looks as well. The evils as they say up here. At first I put it down to teenage girl things and then to girl things in general, and then, as it continued, I put it down to a Glasgow thing. The cold shoulder troubled me. Cora, I couldn’t have cared less about, but Rosie troubled me. We had been getting on brilliantly. I was spending loads of time at her house teaching her the guitar, listening to tunes and generally chilling out.
She had a cool room. I loved just doing nothing with her, hanging out. I had never really experienced it like that before. We took our relationship to the n
