Having worked my half day shift, I opted to head into town rather than move straight for home. Keira was being relentless about the party planning, and it seemed there was going to be no avoiding it. I mean, it would not look good on me if I did not turn up to my own birthday party now, would it?
So, I opted for an afternoon of pampering, so, if nothing else, when the party came around I felt prepared. As well as some retail therapy. I thought it could be a rare treat; but, having had my hair cut and a relaxing facial, as well as having my nails painted in the prettiest deep blue hues, I wandered along the high street wondering if retail therapy had lost its appeal. Every dress shop I went into had nothing that called out to me, and I left each store feeling all the more frustrated than
