Chapter 12Angela
Louise had been right. Sunday was shaping up to be a write off, but I wasn’t going to let that happen. I dragged myself to meet an equally hungover Dave and we got into project zone. That was pretty much where we spent the whole week. Louise was also right about the project. We were on top of things.
Future appointments.
Did I want future appointments? Her cheery encouragement was certainly an indicator that it wasn’t a problem at her end.
Have I got some blurry edges?
No blurring, I had decided. My mind however had decided I would dissect her message in much needed down time from project work.
“If that’s what you need.” That’s what she had said. Need? Want? I did need it, that was true. It was good, that was true. I could unblur and have some fun.
I was particularl
