FALLING FOR YOU
Copyright Nick Travers 2012
Published at Smashwords
‘To the sexy brunette running down Wandsworth Road last Friday: ‘I’m sorry I couldn’t catch you. Hope your foot is Ok. Call me,’ I read out the advert in the personal columns of the Evening Standard.
‘Catch you?’ Michelle scoffed, ‘he tripped you up then practically threw you on the ground.’ Michelle shares a house with me. We are mates, but we see the world from opposite ends of the spectrum.
I lowered my paper, annoyed Michelle should break into my romantic fantasy, ‘He did try to catch me.’ The bruise on my leg was itching again.
‘He dropped you.’