“Can I say ‘I told you so’,” Sally asked, looking at Charlotte over lunch.
“No.”
“Oh, come on, you’ve got your man, let me gloat.”
Charlotte sighed. “Fine, you were right, I was wrong; you told me so – there it is, happy now?”
“Very. But not as happy as you, by the looks of it.”
“Hmm. It will depend if we’re ever in the same place at the same time. He’s away now for the rest of the week on business. And don’t say absence makes the heart grow fonder and all that; I’ve never bought that crap.”
Sally laughed. “It will be good to take it slow; after all, he’s not going anywhere – you live together! Did he kiss you?”
“Good grief, how old are we?”
“So, was it good?”
“Great.”
Sally sighed. “At last. I’m almost jealous.”
Charlotte lowered her voice. “Hey, I wanted to ask your thoughts o
