"Hi, it's Amy Wilson, I was a model for Paula last night" I said. "Could I have a quick word with her please?"
"Let me just see if she's free" the voice said.
A few moments later I heard foosteps approaching the phone.
"Hi Amy, I wasn't expecting to hear from you so soon. How did it go?"
"It didn't" I said.
"Oh dear" she commiserated.
"Don't worry about it, if he doesn't come round, that's his loss" I said, surprising myself at how easily I could say it.
"That's putting a brave face on it, is it not?"
"I don't really feel much about it, to tell you the truth, Paula. It's his choice, now it's time for me to think about what I want."
"And what would that be?"
"Coming in to see you again?"
"For?"
"For you to finish what you started" I replied.
"We could do that, when were you thinking?"
"Now would be good" I replied, not expecting the answer I got.
"I'll be waiting."
"Haven't you got anybody else in?"
"I usually just do admin on Wednesday mornings, so I'm free. You weren't quite expecting that, were you?"
"No, not really" I replied.
"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"
"It's good, I hope" I replied.
"Well, as soon as you're ready then" she replied.
"I'll see you in a bit, bye" I said.
She had gone and in moments, so had I, pleased that I had showered and dressed as soon as I had got up.
The drive to town went quickly. I would hesitate to say that I wasn't concentrating on driving, but I was so excited that I barely noticed the passing of time. I was doing something for myself, something that I really wanted to share with someone else, but wasn't sure that there would be anyone to share it with. The thought of having my head shaved was certainly turning me on, but would it turn anyone else on? Would everybody react in the way that Rob had?
I parked the car and walked the short distance to the salon. The receptionist smiled a greeting.
