Did I see disappointment cross her face? She said nothing.“Well?” I asked quite gently, “What are you going to do?”She flinched. “Er, I – I don’t know...”“Have you eaten?” I asked. She relaxed, the tension draining out of her.“No.”“Would you like to go for a meal? I promise not to mention ... that topic.” I smiled. She smiled.“Yes, I’d like that.”“Well,” I said, “I booked a table at Orchards for seven. I don’t mean people – seven o’clock. I was going to eat there regardless, though I would have cancelled if you didn’t like the idea.”She smiled more broadly and finished her drink quickly.We took a taxi to the restaurant, which as I have mentioned was one of the best in the city, and she was impressed. Over the meal we chatted and I found that she was quite an athlete. She went running, not jogging, liked jazz and classical music, and enjoyed clubbing, so we had quite a lot in common.At the end of the meal I asked if she wanted to go to a club, or a pub, or a late film, or home.“Could. I had visits from Janet, Susie and sometimes both at the same time. Also I socialized with Grace and Kimberly to the point that we became good friends just like the three musketeers. To my surprise one of the benefits of being state champs was that the whole team got to go to cheerleader camp for two weeks for free. My two little angels jumped at the chance. The school provided a bus for transportation so it was just a matter of getting them to the school. Sunday I went along with Kimberly and Grace to take the girls to meet the bus. I sat in the back seat flanked by a pair of the warmest downright gorgeous bookends ever created. Amidst kisses and hugs we got the girls and their suitcases on the bus. Kimberly and Grace took me home three across in the front seat just like the trip up. God, I like bench seats.I was back at my usual routine until Wednesday when my work was interrupted by the phone. I answered the call and heard a slightly troubled Grace asking if she could come over to.
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