Chapter 14It's eight thirty in the morning and I'm pacing the floor nervously. Patricia's painting is carefully stowed in the car and my uniform is also there, so that I can change into it after my meeting. Patricia isn't ready to leave yet, and although I have plenty of time, I'm agitated because I'm rather terrified of what lies ahead this morning but exhilarated at the same time.
“Will you get a move on!” I finally shout as the tension gets the better of me. “The traffic might be bad at Le Boulou and I can't be late for my appointment.”
“Okay, okay I'm nearly ready,” she replies. “I'm just making sure that I have everything I need. By the way, did I tell you that you're wonderful?”
She rushes through the door with her bag and her keys in her hands and throws me a winning smile. “Read
