CHAPTER SEVEN
Gwen and I were all packed and ready to go at 05h00 the following morning. We sat and waited for the taxi to come and pick us up.
'So, what did you tell the He-w***e then?'
'Actually, I didn’t tell him anything. As far as he’s concerned, he’s coming to pick me up at nine this morning to go on our shopping spree,' I said proudly.
Gwen chuckled at the thought. 'Good thinking Batman. By which time we shall be on a plane headed for the sunny Algarve. Great!'
Soon, the taxi arrived and we sped off for the airport. There was one thing I was a bit peeved at though…the Esra Suopmop fashion show. Obviously I wouldn’t be going now. Oh well. A holiday was distinctly better…wasn’t it?
We were so excited when we got on the plane. Nothing could possibly ruin our moods. We pushed all
