Came as 'Me', Left as 'We' by Alfie Dog Fiction

Author:Alfie Dog Fiction
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, mystery, short stories, womens fiction, feel good, beach read, holiday read
Publisher: Alfie Dog Limited

Sam Something

By

Kate Blackadder

I know I shouldn’t have listened, but they were talking rather loudly. And I’m nosey, of course. I have to be. I’m a journalist, always on the lookout for the big story. Although this conversation didn’t sound like front-page news. A tale of mis-matched lovers, of betrayal … more like the problem page.

I’d arranged to meet Big Jim, the paper’s photographer, outside that new café in the square. I had time to kill so I went in and ordered a cappuccino. The only bad thing about a good cappuccino is that it takes ages to make so I stood at the counter with nothing better to do than look at myself in the mirror behind it.

I was wearing the shirt in trendy lime green that my ex-girlfriend Gina had chosen – before she was my ex-girlfriend that is. She said it sharpened up my image. I think it makes me look peaky and I don’t know that I want, or need, my image sharpened but I know how much I paid for it so I won’t be buying another one for a while. Gina wouldn’t have approved of the tie though, blue with yellow sheep, a birthday present from my little niece. It would have been straight off to the charity shop if Gina were still around to see it. I raised my eyebrows and gave myself a rueful grin and got raised eyebrows and a rueful grin back – and a broad smile from the Italian mama who was setting out cakes.

‘You want a cake? A pastry? Very fresh. Very nice.’

I shook my head automatically, forgetting that Gina was no longer around to remind me of the twin evils of butter and sugar.

Mama went on with what she was doing. ‘You let me know if you change your mind.’

When I looked in the mirror again I saw two girls coming in. One of them sat down and the other came and stood behind me. She was very pretty with lots of wavy brown hair tied back with a ribbon.

‘Kirsty,’ she called to her friend – or perhaps her sister, they looked very alike – ‘do you want anything to eat?’

Kirsty shook her head. She had brown curly hair too but hers hung loose.

‘Just the coffee, thanks, Carrie.’

I was just wondering if I could remember any of my pre-Gina chat-up lines when I was handed my cappuccino and had to decide whether to have chocolate or nutmeg on it. As I sat drinking it – and wishing I’d chosen chocolate – I listened idly to the girls’ conversation. Kirsty’s recent wedding; their Mum and Dad – ah, so I was right, they were sisters; work, Kirsty’s boss Gina who’d just ditched her boyfriend and resigned from her job …

Gina! Did they mean my Gina, my ex-Gina? It’s not a very common name.

‘I thought she was madly in love with what’s-his-name – she showed me his photo once when I went in to meet you at the office. He looked sweet,’ said Carrie.

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