Strings Attached by Mandy Baggot

Author:Mandy Baggot [Baggot, Mandy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hit Lit Limited
Published: 2011-09-20T14:00:00+00:00

The paella was the best George had tasted. Everything had obviously originated locally because you could taste the absolute freshness of it all. The prawns were huge, the rice was cooked to perfection and now she felt completely stuffed. Quinn, however, was still eating and the pan was almost empty.

‘Where do you put it all? If I eat anything else, I think I’m going to explode,’ George said, watching him finish the meal.

‘Running,’ Quinn informed.

‘You run?’

‘Yeah, only about five miles a day. Outdoors if I can, on the treadmill if I have to. Running’s great here, there’s so much to see, so many hidden tracks,’ Quinn said.

George let out a contented sigh and took a swig of her beer. She hadn’t felt so relaxed in a long time. It was like he had appeared in her life again and taken away all her anxiety. That was pretty unbelievable, given the complexity of their situation.

‘I want to show you some of it, while you’re here. We can go up into the mountains and...’ Quinn began.

Before he could finish the sentence, his mobile phone began to ring and he got it out of the pocket of his trousers and answered.

‘Yeah? Yeah, I’m kind of busy right now - yeah I’m in town. Look, I’ll see you a bit later - yes, I know what time the tailor’s coming, I’ll be there.’

George tried to concentrate on the scene outside and not on the phone call that was obviously from Taylor. She gazed out at the ocean, remembering one time the Frasers had gone to the beach as a family. Adam had been a toddler then and had got sand in every orifice and tried to eat the seaweed. Her mother had almost had a heart attack about that. She took him to the doctors when they’d got home, in case he had come in contact with any excrement.

‘Sorry about that,’ Quinn said.

‘Taylor?’ George guessed.

‘Yeah, about the tailor,’ Quinn replied.

‘That’s almost funny,’ George answered.

‘Yeah, almost,’ Quinn said, finishing his beer and looking sadly out of the window.

George took hold of his hands.

‘Thank you for lunch,’ she said sincerely.

‘De nada. You’re welcome,’ he replied, squeezing her hands tightly in his.

‘I guess we’d better get back,’ she said, looking at her watch.

‘Is that what you want to do?’

‘It’s what we should do,’ George spoke with a sigh.

‘That wasn’t what I asked.’

‘The sensible half of me says we ought to show our faces before anyone puts two and two together...’

‘And the other half?’

‘Says, make the most of every moment before it’s too late,’ George responded her eyes meeting his.

‘Ese es el medio que usted debería escuchar, eres tan hermosa que me hace débil,’ Quinn spoke softly, taking her hand.

‘What does that mean?’ George questioned.

‘He say, that is the half you should listen to. He say, you are so beautiful, you make him feel weak,’ the grey haired Spanish lady spoke as she arrived with the bill.

George looked at Quinn, her cheeks flushing at the old lady’s words.

‘How do you say “I wish I could stay here forever”?’ George asked her.

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