Stop! In the Name of Love by Shiralyn J. Lee

Stop! In the Name of Love by Shiralyn J. Lee

Author:Shiralyn J. Lee [Shiralyn J. Lee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781310117473
Amazon: B00MRHWRV4
Goodreads: 23596382
Publisher: Shiralyn J. Lee
Published: 2014-08-18T03:00:00+00:00


Chapter Five

As arranged, Cheryl went down to the phone box at the end of the street and dialled Carry Ann’s phone number. It was just after mid-day and with the heat from the sun beating down, the stench of stale urine was even stronger than usual. Cheryl heard the click of the phone when it was picked up on the receiving end and someone taking a deep breath shortly before saying, hello. But this voice wasn’t Carry Ann’s as Cheryl was expecting.

“Allo, who is this?” she asked in a very strong French accent.

“‘Ave I just bleedin’ phoned France?” Cheryl asked herself out loud, holding the hand piece out in front of her and checking it out. She shook it vigorously and then tapped it with her long fingernails. “Hello, hello, I…AM…LOOKING…FOR…CARRY…ANN,” she spoke slow and loud to make sure the other person could understand her.

“Carry Ann is here, I will get her for you,” the woman told her. “Mon Cheri, there’s a woman on the telephone for you.”

Carry Ann came running to the phone, she placed her hand over the mouth piece to avoid Cheryl hearing her conversation with Bernadette. Whispering she said, “Who is it?”

Bernadette replied, “I have no idea. The woman thinks that she’s phoned France, though.”

“Hello, can anybody hear me?” Cheryl shouted down into the mouth piece.

“Cheryl, hello, it’s Carry Ann,” she spoke quietly.

“Yeah, it’s me. How come I’m phoning a French woman’s number?”

“Oh that was Bernadette, didn’t I tell you, she’s French,” Carry Ann continued. “Perhaps if we spoke on Friday instead, it would be easier, I wasn’t expecting Bernadette to be home this afternoon,” she whispered.

“No I bleedin’ well can’t. Why can’t ya talk to me now? Did I do summat wrong?”

“Oh, no! Not at all, it’s just right now really isn’t a good time,” Carry Ann tried to convince Cheryl.

“Why not?”

“I thought that she’d be at work but she decided not to go in, please, Cheryl, don’t make this harder for me than it already is.”

Cheryl’s heart began to sink fast. She had been looking forwards to seeing Carry Ann and now her hopes had been dashed. “I thought we was gonna arrange an afternoon together and maybe…”

“Maybe what? Cheryl? Cheryl? Are you still there?” Carry Ann asked, her voice trembling.

But Cheryl had already walked away leaving the handset dangling. She sauntered down the street, miserable and feeling lost, she paid little attention to any traffic driving by. With tears flowing down her cheeks and stained from her black mascara, her dress became spoiled as drips trickled onto the lace fabric.

She found herself helplessly wandering around in the park until she came to a large acorn tree where she sat herself down at the root of the tree trunk, resting her back up against the bark surface. Normally she would have paid attention to a squirrel running along the branches just above her but her thoughts were far away and focused on only one thing. ‘Why had Carry Ann acted so callously?’

For an hour



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