I took a short break to supposedly catch up with old friends, relax, and unwind, but how wrong I was, on that score.
I parked my car under the shade of a tree in the car park, and strolled to one of the tables. I called home from there and Jane answered. I had a fair idea that she would be there. She was spending a lot more time at home now much more than she used to.
I called her mainly to let her know I had arrived safely, and I was fine. She asked me if I was behaving myself, and I told her no, and told her about Katey. She told me that she knew she shouldn’t have let me out of her sight, and laughed. She said it was okay, as long as I didn’t forget where I lived.
I informed her that was no way possible, and that I was missing her already.
“Yeah, right,” she said.
“No truly, I do,” I said.
“Okay, I believe you.”
“I won’t tell you to enjoy yourself—it looks like you already are.”
“It’s your fault, you made me like this.”
“No way, you were like that before we met you, so why do you think Phyllis and I hang around.” Then started to giggle.
“Okay, have it your way, I won’t argue.”
“Well take care and look after yourself. If you come home with damaged merchandise you’re in heaps of trouble, Buster.”
“Sure, I’ll make doubly certain of that.”
“You better.”
“Okay I’ll let you get back to work. Miss you.”
“Me too, it’s lonely here without you—bye.”
