Day NineSally spent a restless night and awoke early. Today was the day she had been dreading – today was the day she would be moving back to her own flat. Bill was still sleeping, so she crept downstairs to make some coffee.
Carrying her mug of coffee though into the lounge she, she sat down on the sofa. She stroked one of the cushions as her mind drifted back to last Saturday evening. That was when she had asked Bill if she could spend the night with him. Even now, she didn't know how she had plucked up the courage.
She sighed. Was it really only six days ago? It seemed longer; so much had happened since then. Her parents had met Bill. They had even stayed here for the night and had given them their blessing.
Sally smiled to herself, when she recalled her mother's reaction to her slee
