Chapter Twelve
Friday 27th September - Our Fifth Meeting:
“Sorry, I’m a bit late Rob. I went for lunch with Claire. I obviously couldn’t tell her about you, and I spent the entire meal worrying I wouldn’t get away on time. The food took ages to arrive and now, I’ve probably got indigestion from eating so hurriedly. When she ordered coffees, my insides turned upside down and the anxiety increased. I kept thinking of you and that we would be meeting later and I couldn’t concentrate on anything she was saying. I’m sorry, there I go again, talking too much and too fast as usual. You don’t want to hear all this. How are you?”
“I’m fine, thank you. Just calm down and don’t get so het up. Mind you, it’s probably excitement. I’m excited today knowing I’ve completed the arrangements for next wee
