Julie’s mind churned over. Arthur –
pussycat. A walk over. Rosemary? Lioness protecting the memory of her deceased
cub. Trouble!
“I’ll try and rearrange things. Give
me a couple of hours and I’ll see what I can do.”
Pat shook her head, “No need. To be
honest, I would prefer to go alone. I feel so embarrassed I would prefer to get
it out the way alone.”
Julie nodded in an almost sage sort
of way. “OK.”
Julie got up and zipped up her
handbag and reached for her coat, “But you’ll let me know what happens?”
They hugged and Julie left Pat
looking forlorn. Pat closed the door.
She walked to the phone and tapped
in a number.
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