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incredibly. It would be incredible. Can you
really do that?'
'I'll try and fix it.'
'The Head of Antiquities, you say?'
'Former Head.'
'How will you do it?'
'I know somebody.'
'Well that would be incredible,
Nancy.'
'Well I'll try to make it happen. Then
it'll be credible. Not incredible.'
Andy laughed. 'OK then, miss,' he
said finally. 'I'll drive you to Jerusalem.'
'Thank you . You're a gentleman,' she
said. 'Let's go and tell the others.' She unhooked herself from
Andy's hands and began walking to the door.
'Hold on Nancy. Didn't we..er..didn't
you want to..I mean…can you…?'
Nancy turned around. 'Aren't I doing enough for you already?' she
asked with a puff of impatience that she hoped was convincing. 'I'm
pulling strings to help you with your studies. And all you want to
do is take advantage of me.'
'If I remember rightly, Nancy, it was
your suggestion.'
She sighed and pursed her
lips with an air of suffering. Impatience
turned to resignation. 'Oh yes. I did say that, didn't I?' She
walked slowly back until she was standing directly in front of him,
her eyes raised to his. She took Andy's right hand and placed it
back on her hip where it was before. Then she put her arms around
his neck and pulled herself close to him. 'All right then,' she
said softly. 'But it had better be incredible.'
In the TV lounge Martin and Pete looked
at each other.
'Is this really happening?' Pete.
'I didn't think she…' Martin couldn't
finish his sentence.
They continued in silence, both
trying to be nonchalant while listening for any tell-tale sounds
from the bedroom.
‘ Thank you,
Andy,’ said Nancy pol itely, kissing him
on the cheek. ‘I’m going to take myself off to the
shower.’
She got up and reached for her
dressing gown. Andy felt a draught of air on his cheek as the heavy
cotton swirled about him. Then she reached for the door and was
gone.
Nancy stood at the small sink and
looked in the mirror. She turned around and opened the door to the
shower cubicle behind her. Beside her was a closed window of
frosted glass that was allowing plenty of early evening light into
the room. She reached into the cubicle and fiddled with the
controls until the shower kicked into life. She turned back and
gazed again at her reflection in the mirror.
'Well, you've started something
now girl. So you'll have to see it through.'
The steam from the shower was obscuring
the mirror in front of her. She raised her hand and wiped a space
clear till she could see herself again. Nancy liked what she
saw.
She tore
herself away from her reflection and entered the shower. She felt
the luxury of the hot water stream over her as she sluiced away
love's vestiges and thought about her next moves.
But as Nancy towelled herself down
and stepped out of the shower she saw something quite startling. On
the mirror in front of her the capital letter R had mysteriously
appeared in the middle of the area that she had previously wiped
with her hand. She checked the window. It was securely fastened on
the inside. She carefully turned the door handle and pulled it. The
key was still in the lock. Nothing. The door didn’t move. Nancy
turned back towards the mirror again. The last guest must have
written on it with their finger before she came in, she mused, and
the heat from the water vapour had only just revealed it. Nancy
told herself that there must be a logical explanation. No-one had
been in, she would have known it. She’d had her eyes open all the
time and would’ve seen the door open. Nancy vigorously wiped the R
from the mirror with the side of her fist and blocked it from her
mind. She wrapped herself in her towel, unlocked the door and
returned to her room. She was glad to see it was empty. Andy had
thoughtfully dressed and left the bedroom free for her. She could
hear the boys talking in low tones in the lounge. She opened up her
case and pulled out her make-up bag.
Nancy carefully applied some black
eyeliner and bright
really do that?'
'I'll try and fix it.'
'The Head of Antiquities, you say?'
'Former Head.'
'How will you do it?'
'I know somebody.'
'Well that would be incredible,
Nancy.'
'Well I'll try to make it happen. Then
it'll be credible. Not incredible.'
Andy laughed. 'OK then, miss,' he
said finally. 'I'll drive you to Jerusalem.'
'Thank you . You're a gentleman,' she
said. 'Let's go and tell the others.' She unhooked herself from
Andy's hands and began walking to the door.
'Hold on Nancy. Didn't we..er..didn't
you want to..I mean…can you…?'
Nancy turned around. 'Aren't I doing enough for you already?' she
asked with a puff of impatience that she hoped was convincing. 'I'm
pulling strings to help you with your studies. And all you want to
do is take advantage of me.'
'If I remember rightly, Nancy, it was
your suggestion.'
She sighed and pursed her
lips with an air of suffering. Impatience
turned to resignation. 'Oh yes. I did say that, didn't I?' She
walked slowly back until she was standing directly in front of him,
her eyes raised to his. She took Andy's right hand and placed it
back on her hip where it was before. Then she put her arms around
his neck and pulled herself close to him. 'All right then,' she
said softly. 'But it had better be incredible.'
In the TV lounge Martin and Pete looked
at each other.
'Is this really happening?' Pete.
'I didn't think she…' Martin couldn't
finish his sentence.
They continued in silence, both
trying to be nonchalant while listening for any tell-tale sounds
from the bedroom.
‘ Thank you,
Andy,’ said Nancy pol itely, kissing him
on the cheek. ‘I’m going to take myself off to the
shower.’
She got up and reached for her
dressing gown. Andy felt a draught of air on his cheek as the heavy
cotton swirled about him. Then she reached for the door and was
gone.
Nancy stood at the small sink and
looked in the mirror. She turned around and opened the door to the
shower cubicle behind her. Beside her was a closed window of
frosted glass that was allowing plenty of early evening light into
the room. She reached into the cubicle and fiddled with the
controls until the shower kicked into life. She turned back and
gazed again at her reflection in the mirror.
'Well, you've started something
now girl. So you'll have to see it through.'
The steam from the shower was obscuring
the mirror in front of her. She raised her hand and wiped a space
clear till she could see herself again. Nancy liked what she
saw.
She tore
herself away from her reflection and entered the shower. She felt
the luxury of the hot water stream over her as she sluiced away
love's vestiges and thought about her next moves.
But as Nancy towelled herself down
and stepped out of the shower she saw something quite startling. On
the mirror in front of her the capital letter R had mysteriously
appeared in the middle of the area that she had previously wiped
with her hand. She checked the window. It was securely fastened on
the inside. She carefully turned the door handle and pulled it. The
key was still in the lock. Nothing. The door didn’t move. Nancy
turned back towards the mirror again. The last guest must have
written on it with their finger before she came in, she mused, and
the heat from the water vapour had only just revealed it. Nancy
told herself that there must be a logical explanation. No-one had
been in, she would have known it. She’d had her eyes open all the
time and would’ve seen the door open. Nancy vigorously wiped the R
from the mirror with the side of her fist and blocked it from her
mind. She wrapped herself in her towel, unlocked the door and
returned to her room. She was glad to see it was empty. Andy had
thoughtfully dressed and left the bedroom free for her. She could
hear the boys talking in low tones in the lounge. She opened up her
case and pulled out her make-up bag.
Nancy carefully applied some black
eyeliner and bright
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