Beholden by Fox Brison

Author:Fox Brison [Brison, Fox]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-10-04T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 24

Adele

When Joanne dished up our soup there was a distinct tremble in her hand which doubled after she checked her phone. It had stopped now we were eating, but I needed to find out what was going on. She was normally such a cool and collected individual, even when under pressure. I thought back to the crash. Especially when under pressure.

“So how are you getting on with the electric car? Missing your muscle one yet?” she asked.

“Well I have two sporty numbers already. I thought if I hired a third people would sart to think I was compensating for something.” I smiled.

“Two?” Joanne arched her eyebrows in surprise.

“Uh huh. One’s a wrecked MGB that Donna found in a scrapyard. It needs an inordinate amount of work, but I like nothing more than taking something past it’s sell by date and seen as worthless, and returning it to it’s former glory.” I explained, quite happily as it so happens.

In a parallel universe I was here connecting with Joanne because we’d met online, or old school and in a bar. We were talking to get to know one another because we shared a genuine like for each other, not because she was beholden to me. Normally I’d scarper a mile from emotional entanglement, but something drew me towards Joanne Cassidy.

“I saw your sketches in the lobby of your office building,” Joanne said in a non sequitur I didn’t understand. “Sorry, I tend to go off in tangents… it’s just I get you like building beautiful things,” she explained.

“Ah I see. Most of them were ideas that went unrealised, others, not so much visions as make dos for the client. Architecture can be inhibiting as well as uplifting... It’s quite the dichotomy. And of course then there are the times when a client really doesn’t understand what you’re trying to sell them and that can be unbelievably frustrating.”

“Dreams. You’re creating dreams,” she mused wistfully.

“I… I guess.” Joanne’s perception surprised me. “But my interpretation of someone’s dream may be a complete contrast to what they had in mind.” We sat in silence and finished our soup, the hidden message in the conversation, for me anyway, dominated.

“Would you… you know what, forget it.” I gave up the idea as stupid before I even bothered suggesting it.

“Would I what?” she asked, intrigued.

“I was wandering about the MGB. Would you like to come over and see the before?”

“I’d love to.” Her smile was genuine and made me warm all over again. Or it could have been the soup. It would certainly have been less perturbing if it was the soup.

“Great. How about tomorrow… no wait,” damn I had art therapy… “This Friday? I’ll cook.”

“Really?” she drawled the word dubiously.

“What? Just because I’m a high flying woman who leans towards butch, you assume I have the culinary ability of Neolithic man?” I chided and this time her eyebrows shot through her hairline. “Okay, you got me. I have a couple of basic dishes I can whip up in an emergency with the help of a packet mix or jar of sauce, but rarely have the inclination.

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