with a massive smile and asks, “What kinda dirty talk
exactly?”
God, I love her.
Chapter Seven
Wednesday 22 nd April 2015
11:35am
W hilst packing up my room I reflected back to my
frame of mind over a month ago when I unpacked, after splitting up with Mike.
So much has happened. I’ve grown as a woman and learned more about myself
during this time than I have in years.
I have got so much to look forward to; new relationship,
new place and a new buzz about Next Chapter.
I bounced some ideas off Ed yesterday, which
gave us both a boost of enthusiasm. I’m attending a seminar for small
businesses in London at the end of next month to help keep my creative juices
flowing. I’m hoping it’ll give me enough food for thought that I’ll be able to
make some decisions about where I’m taking the business next. In the meantime,
Ed has trained Holly up like I asked, so if I do end up expanding, she’s ready
to step up and cover Ed should I need his experience elsewhere.
Last night I surfed around online, checking out
what property rentals are available within a reasonable commuting distance from
Next Chapter. I want to keep Jax, Wills and 24/7 nearby.
I honed in on a couple of possibilities that I
think I’ll go and view, even just to get a feel for what you get for your money
in rentals. The bonus being that if I rent a furnished property at first, I only
have to buy the other bits and pieces I need like bedding. I’m already fighting
the urge to write a ridiculously long list! Maybe even a list of lists; things
to buy, things to do, people to contact… Okay, I’m not doing this now.
After packing the last of my belongings, I move
my suitcases and bags to the top of the stairs just as the doorbell goes. Wills
has gone to collect Sonia from the airport but they’re not due back for a while
yet.
I jog downstairs expecting to find a salesman.
The peephole reveals the back of a tall, stocky man.
“Who is it?”
“Smiler, it’s Will.”
I unlock the door and swing it open to welcome
Wills’ dad.
“Hey you, it’s great to see you.” He hasn’t
changed a bit and wraps me up a bear hug. “Come in, come in. I wasn’t expecting
you… is Wills?”
We walk through to the kitchen.
“If you’re asking if Sonia knows I’ll be here,
then yes, she does.”
“Sorry, just trying to work out if I need to
get out of the way sooner rather than later.”
He takes a stool at the island.
“Don’t be daft.” Will nods when I point to the
kettle. “So, Wills just told me you’re shacking up with your new man.” My jaw
drops and I purse my lips at him. “ What?”
“She definitely gets her straight talking from
you, huh? And no, Mr Sedgwick, I’m not shacking up with anybody. I’m
just staying with a guy until I find a place to rent.”
“Don’t go all ‘ Mr Sedgwick’ on me, Smiler.
Nobody’s judging here.” He holds his palms up in surrender. “You do what makes
you happy. That’s what I always tell Willow. Life’s too short to live with
regrets. I wish I’d realised that when I was your age—believe me.”
“Everybody has regrets, Will. That’s kind of an
unavoidable trait of life isn’t it? How else do you learn and grow?”
“You’re right. If you learn from your regrets then you’re not living with them,
are you? So if you have a chance to right your wrongs, I say go for it.”
“Why do I get the feeling we’re not talking
about me anymore?”
“Ah-ha. I see Willow has rubbed off on you. You
never used to say boo to a goose.”
“I’m getting there. Tea or coffee?”
“Tea please, no sugar.”
“I’m sweet enough.”
We chime in unison and laugh. It’s something
Wills says, which she evidently also gets from her dad.
“I hope this new man of yours can handle a
strong independent woman. Is he gonna come and pick you up today, so I can
exactly?”
God, I love her.
Chapter Seven
Wednesday 22 nd April 2015
11:35am
W hilst packing up my room I reflected back to my
frame of mind over a month ago when I unpacked, after splitting up with Mike.
So much has happened. I’ve grown as a woman and learned more about myself
during this time than I have in years.
I have got so much to look forward to; new relationship,
new place and a new buzz about Next Chapter.
I bounced some ideas off Ed yesterday, which
gave us both a boost of enthusiasm. I’m attending a seminar for small
businesses in London at the end of next month to help keep my creative juices
flowing. I’m hoping it’ll give me enough food for thought that I’ll be able to
make some decisions about where I’m taking the business next. In the meantime,
Ed has trained Holly up like I asked, so if I do end up expanding, she’s ready
to step up and cover Ed should I need his experience elsewhere.
Last night I surfed around online, checking out
what property rentals are available within a reasonable commuting distance from
Next Chapter. I want to keep Jax, Wills and 24/7 nearby.
I honed in on a couple of possibilities that I
think I’ll go and view, even just to get a feel for what you get for your money
in rentals. The bonus being that if I rent a furnished property at first, I only
have to buy the other bits and pieces I need like bedding. I’m already fighting
the urge to write a ridiculously long list! Maybe even a list of lists; things
to buy, things to do, people to contact… Okay, I’m not doing this now.
After packing the last of my belongings, I move
my suitcases and bags to the top of the stairs just as the doorbell goes. Wills
has gone to collect Sonia from the airport but they’re not due back for a while
yet.
I jog downstairs expecting to find a salesman.
The peephole reveals the back of a tall, stocky man.
“Who is it?”
“Smiler, it’s Will.”
I unlock the door and swing it open to welcome
Wills’ dad.
“Hey you, it’s great to see you.” He hasn’t
changed a bit and wraps me up a bear hug. “Come in, come in. I wasn’t expecting
you… is Wills?”
We walk through to the kitchen.
“If you’re asking if Sonia knows I’ll be here,
then yes, she does.”
“Sorry, just trying to work out if I need to
get out of the way sooner rather than later.”
He takes a stool at the island.
“Don’t be daft.” Will nods when I point to the
kettle. “So, Wills just told me you’re shacking up with your new man.” My jaw
drops and I purse my lips at him. “ What?”
“She definitely gets her straight talking from
you, huh? And no, Mr Sedgwick, I’m not shacking up with anybody. I’m
just staying with a guy until I find a place to rent.”
“Don’t go all ‘ Mr Sedgwick’ on me, Smiler.
Nobody’s judging here.” He holds his palms up in surrender. “You do what makes
you happy. That’s what I always tell Willow. Life’s too short to live with
regrets. I wish I’d realised that when I was your age—believe me.”
“Everybody has regrets, Will. That’s kind of an
unavoidable trait of life isn’t it? How else do you learn and grow?”
“You’re right. If you learn from your regrets then you’re not living with them,
are you? So if you have a chance to right your wrongs, I say go for it.”
“Why do I get the feeling we’re not talking
about me anymore?”
“Ah-ha. I see Willow has rubbed off on you. You
never used to say boo to a goose.”
“I’m getting there. Tea or coffee?”
“Tea please, no sugar.”
“I’m sweet enough.”
We chime in unison and laugh. It’s something
Wills says, which she evidently also gets from her dad.
“I hope this new man of yours can handle a
strong independent woman. Is he gonna come and pick you up today, so I can
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