What, I thought. Me, pretty? I don’t feel pretty anymore. I’m too old for all that nonsense. Perhaps he needs to replace his specs? Even so, I must take a compliment when one is given. Each time Rob spoke it was like music to my ears, his voice sent shudders all through me. Before long, we were chatting, just as we had done over the phone. We both have wrinkles now. No, not wrinkles, we’d agreed on laughter lines! There were no more pauses or awkward silences, just mainly, lots and lots of laughter. The next few minutes of conversation are somewhat blurred, as we both tried to speak at the same time, so excited to be together. We giggled like teenagers. It was incredible. We decided to give a name to the day and decided on ‘Magic Monday’.
After a while Rob became serious and I was worried
