clothes off the end of the bed. The new black, tailored, city shorts I got are a lovely fit, paired with a cream sleeveless blouse. I decide to wear my pale, salmon-pink blazer to finish the outfit. I place my Swarovski long silver pendant chain that Granny and Grandpa got me for my birthday last year around my neck and then put a thin black belt with silver buckle through the loops on the city shorts.
Leaving my room, I rattle Hazel’s door to get her up.
“Hazel Scott… MOVE IT!” I’m getting irate with her now. “I’m taking Doris outside, then I’m going through to see Mr. Carlin. You better be ready before I get back. Cameron will be here in forty minutes.”
Her door opens and she looks as though she has been crying. “What on earth is wrong with you?” I ask impatiently.
“Dominic can’t come over to say goodbye, He has an early meeting at work, but I wanted to see him again before the flight.”
I feel rotten for being sharp with her. “It’s only two weeks, Hazel. You’ll have loads of time to spend with him when we get back, and you can Skype him if you get too anxious.”
“You’re right. I’ll go get ready.”
She turns reluctantly and heads to the bathroom, but I know she will sulk over this all day. Maybe I’ll need to give her wine on the plane to relax her.
It’s a glorious Tuesday, May morning. I hear the birds chirping, the air is fresh and not a cloud in the sky. I walk briskly with Doris until I reach the park and let her off the leash, allowing her to run riot across the grass, in and out of the bushes and chasing birds to tire her out. After throwing some sticks for Doris to catch, I head back home with her. As I grab her food and some raw hide chewing treats, I notice Lucy has left the hair straighteners on the worktop with a note.
Sorry, I had to leave to get to work on time. Please have a fantastic time and can’t wait to try all these delicious dishes you will be cooking for us when you are back.
Bye, my Darlins. Safe flight.xxx
I head into Mr. Carlins with Doris and her food supplies.
“Lexi dear, come in. Do you want scrambled eggs?” Mr. Carlin shouts from the kitchen.
“No, thanks. I’m good, I will grab something at the airport, but if you have any spare, Doris would love some,” I shout back after watching her run into the dining room with one of his slippers.
Oh shit!
I walk over to his fridge and check he has milk for today. All the blinds are opened, and he has the heating on full strength, as always so I adjust his thermostat.
“Cameron will come and get Doris after he drops us off, but he’s on a backshift at headquarters, so he will drop her in again at lunch. Is this okay?”
“Sure. I’m not exactly going anywhere, am I? In my day, police officers didn’t do all those crazy shifts he does. Changed days, Lexi.”
I hope I’m not going to get the talk; the one that goes on about society, changes, the economy and the recession. I lean over to hug him. “Remember your appointment at the clinic on Thursday. Cameron will pick you up and your prescription from the pharmacy on Friday.”
I bend down and squeeze Doris around her neck, planting huge kisses on her head and rubbing my thumb across her eyebrows to relax her, I hang onto her a little too long. I will miss her terribly.
“Lexi, please try and enjoy yourself. Forget about other things, just savor the experience and relish in it, petal.”
Mr. Carlin pats me on the shoulder. He can certainly be adorable sometimes when he is not grouchy.
Cameron walks into our living room just as I’m zipping my case up for the last time. He looks tired, and his light brown hair is unruly looking like he might have been…well, preoccupied.
We both have brown eyes and olive skin, but he is much taller, and my hair is a lot darker than his. He has on a white fitted t-shirt, a black leather designer fitted jacket, and indigo blue jeans.
Hmm, I must take more rent money off him.
He loves wearing
Leaving my room, I rattle Hazel’s door to get her up.
“Hazel Scott… MOVE IT!” I’m getting irate with her now. “I’m taking Doris outside, then I’m going through to see Mr. Carlin. You better be ready before I get back. Cameron will be here in forty minutes.”
Her door opens and she looks as though she has been crying. “What on earth is wrong with you?” I ask impatiently.
“Dominic can’t come over to say goodbye, He has an early meeting at work, but I wanted to see him again before the flight.”
I feel rotten for being sharp with her. “It’s only two weeks, Hazel. You’ll have loads of time to spend with him when we get back, and you can Skype him if you get too anxious.”
“You’re right. I’ll go get ready.”
She turns reluctantly and heads to the bathroom, but I know she will sulk over this all day. Maybe I’ll need to give her wine on the plane to relax her.
It’s a glorious Tuesday, May morning. I hear the birds chirping, the air is fresh and not a cloud in the sky. I walk briskly with Doris until I reach the park and let her off the leash, allowing her to run riot across the grass, in and out of the bushes and chasing birds to tire her out. After throwing some sticks for Doris to catch, I head back home with her. As I grab her food and some raw hide chewing treats, I notice Lucy has left the hair straighteners on the worktop with a note.
Sorry, I had to leave to get to work on time. Please have a fantastic time and can’t wait to try all these delicious dishes you will be cooking for us when you are back.
Bye, my Darlins. Safe flight.xxx
I head into Mr. Carlins with Doris and her food supplies.
“Lexi dear, come in. Do you want scrambled eggs?” Mr. Carlin shouts from the kitchen.
“No, thanks. I’m good, I will grab something at the airport, but if you have any spare, Doris would love some,” I shout back after watching her run into the dining room with one of his slippers.
Oh shit!
I walk over to his fridge and check he has milk for today. All the blinds are opened, and he has the heating on full strength, as always so I adjust his thermostat.
“Cameron will come and get Doris after he drops us off, but he’s on a backshift at headquarters, so he will drop her in again at lunch. Is this okay?”
“Sure. I’m not exactly going anywhere, am I? In my day, police officers didn’t do all those crazy shifts he does. Changed days, Lexi.”
I hope I’m not going to get the talk; the one that goes on about society, changes, the economy and the recession. I lean over to hug him. “Remember your appointment at the clinic on Thursday. Cameron will pick you up and your prescription from the pharmacy on Friday.”
I bend down and squeeze Doris around her neck, planting huge kisses on her head and rubbing my thumb across her eyebrows to relax her, I hang onto her a little too long. I will miss her terribly.
“Lexi, please try and enjoy yourself. Forget about other things, just savor the experience and relish in it, petal.”
Mr. Carlin pats me on the shoulder. He can certainly be adorable sometimes when he is not grouchy.
Cameron walks into our living room just as I’m zipping my case up for the last time. He looks tired, and his light brown hair is unruly looking like he might have been…well, preoccupied.
We both have brown eyes and olive skin, but he is much taller, and my hair is a lot darker than his. He has on a white fitted t-shirt, a black leather designer fitted jacket, and indigo blue jeans.
Hmm, I must take more rent money off him.
He loves wearing
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