Chapter 8Sally
I prepared as carefully as always.
No, that’s not right. I prepared more carefully. I didn’t know Angela, but I reckoned a girl would notice if I hadn’t tried hard. I imagined she would expect me to make an effort. Or would she? I didn’t know her, or really what on earth I was doing. Anyway. I did. I wanted to. I found myself hoping she liked how I looked.
So, I made sure I was going to look my amazing best. My little black dress and movie star make-up.
I arrived and she buzzed me in. When she opened the door, she was wearing a long red silk bathrobe. She was smiling, I smiled back.
“Just out of the bath,” she said, “come in.” She held the door as I stepped into Angela’s world.
The flat was completely amazing. It was large and bright, with exposed iron girders and the
