Dear Anybody by Rosa Temple

Author:Rosa Temple [Temple, Rosa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: womens fiction, romance, Romantic Comedy, contemporary romance, self help, Humour
Published: 2020-04-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

Jenna assured me that no one wore gingham and chewed on straw at barn dances and that if I dressed smart casual I’d be fine. I decide on a pair of jeans, stretch jeans so I can go for it in the two step and the square step and all the other steps that Jenna and Beth were going on about.

When I left London I’d grabbed as many of my clothes from the flat as I could. Not everything matched up as I discovered when it came time to repack and leave for Bridley. I decided I’d pull out some of my pre-university clothes from the box in the bottom of my old wardrobe, thinking I could do a mix and match with everything I had. As it turned out I was right not to have given my old clothes to charity because amongst them is a checked shirt. It would be ideal for a barn dance, corny as hell but so are barn dances.

On the evening of the barn dance, which Carey doesn’t fancy going to, I put the checked shirt on. I twist in front of the mirror to check out the rear view. Okay, so the shirt is extremely tight across my back. I needn’t have bothered ironing it because my back fat is pulling the fabric enough to smooth out any creases. It pulls so much at the seams, though, I know it won’t hold together for one of the two steps in a barn dance let alone any attempt to do the square dance. The buttons are gaping down the front, my bra is on display and so are several roles of flesh running down my middle. I pull out a fitted Lycra top and put that on instead, covering it over with the checked shirt but with buttons undone. Next, a large pair of silver hooped earrings, ankle boots, a quick tousling of the hair and my look is complete.

‘Are you sure you don’t want to come?’ I ask Carey who is in front of the television with a tub of Haagen Dazs. Since her dinner party, Carey has been very quiet. In fact, I wasn’t always sure she was in the house at times she was that quiet. She hasn’t been out on a shoot and I never hear her on the telephone discussing work. I only ever see her in passing and each time she is eating. I know comfort food when I see it. The dinner party has changed her. She had been her usual breezy self until then, now she seems distant and reflective.

‘Positive,’ she says, turning to me. ‘I went to the last barn dance, it was good. I think you’ll enjoy it. It’s as quaint as anything. Totally brilliant.’

‘So why not come along? You can bring your ice cream,’ I say laughing.

‘No, I don’t think I’ll be much fun. Got a few things to mull over.’

I want to tell her that all she ever does these days is mull but I know better than to probe into Carey’s affairs.

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