Thanks Rachel. I have just the thing for this week.
She saw him enter the room and her heart missed a beat.
This was rather unfortunate, embarrassing and awkward, but she was not going to let him get the better of her again.
She remained seated on the cracked vinyl stool.
She saw a slight flush creep up his face when he saw her and watched to see what he’d do next.
He took a seat at the other end of the bar, then to her surprise took out a cigar and lit up.
She almost laughed aloud when his pink cheeks turned a sickly shade of green as he puffed the smoke sideways out of his mouth. It curled upwards into his grey eyes and made them water.
Picking up her bag, she walked over and sat down next to him.
‘Hello,’ she said.
‘Er, hi. I didn’t expect to see you here.’
‘No. You neither actually. Not exactly your scene, and since when have you smoked?’
He stubbed it out, burning his fingers in the process.
‘Let me buy you a drink, I think you need one.’
‘Yeah, Sure. Thanks. I’ll have a shandy.’
‘No. Disgusting habit. I see you’ve taken it up again.’
Still smiling, she put the pack and lighter away.
‘This your first time?’ she asked.
‘Yeah. It was recommended, but I don’t think I’ll stay long.’
‘Come over and join us, have a few laughs and bitch about the world.’
‘Um, no, thank you. I don’t think so.’
With that he left his drink untouched and scuttled away faster than she’ ever seen him move.
She resumed her seat with her friends.
‘Who was that?’ Annie asked.
‘That, my dear, was my ex husband.’