Donna tried to engage Jacqui in a discussion about her options. She needed support. Jacqui seemed distracted – her answers came out monosyllabic, her eyes kept scanning the seaside promenade.
‘Has the time come to end it?’
‘Hm,’ Jacqui replied.
‘Are you listening, Jacqui? You’re worse than Ben today.’
Jacqui spotted something that made her perk up.
‘Bingo.’
Donna searched the harbour area – she wanted to know what made Jacqui grin like the Cheshire Cat. She spotted Ben with Tina Goodrow, laughing at a joke Goodrow had made, at the café. Without delay, she took off, not hearing Jacqui’s parting words.
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Oh, lord, now there’ll be trouble! I expect to see hair, teeth and false fingernails flying in the next instalment. Will there be a drowning in the harbour? It’s a great serial – can’t wait to see what happens next
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Thanks Lynn! I think I may not quite have met your expectations, hope you’re not too disappointed 😉
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Imagined problems or real ones? Why do I think it doesn’t matter now.
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You’re right, it doesn’t matter anymore…
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