Suddenly, Someone Brings Up Hemingway #2

NottinghamCity-Centre2

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He spent the night with an old friend. A woman.

It was a bright, crisp day. It had not been this lovely for a long time. Winter was giving way to spring but this upset Emma. A new season would mean new clothes. But months of being happy in a new relationship showed around her belly and thighs. Too many nights down the pub. Too many nights ordering from the chippy.

She moved alongside of Gina through the Victoria Centre. Innocuous faces floated by as she followed Gina through the exit and began to merge with the crowds on the street. They had not been in the city for more than an hour but already the blur of white noise made Emma feel tired and lost. “I’d rather be on my couch,” she said.

“Let’s go get breakfast before we start shopping,” said Gina.
They crossed the street and meandered through Nottingham until they found a narrow street that led to a teahouse. The smell of bacon assaulted them as they opened the door. Emma looked at Gina. “Oh God. Food.”

“We can start our diet on Monday. Forget about everything today. Let’s just have fun. We never get to be together anymore,” said Gina. Emma looked at the menu and shrugged.

Rog was away on business with Katrina. Katrina of university days. Katrina of smiles on Facebook. Katrina of countless and pointless text messages. Katrina. Not-in-a-relationship-Katrina. Non-fat-Kat. And Rog was away on a business trip with her. Emma checked her phone. He still had not sent Emma a text since yesterday. Emma had kissed him and whispered naughty things in his ear while Katrina was in the other room preparing her briefcase. Katrina had joked with Emma about life and love and sex and lack thereof. Katrina spoke about needs and having been rejected by some man she only just met. Rog had laughed. He had been amused. Emma smiled and offered words of comfort. Kat had smiled. But now, Emma had not heard anything from Rog. Is Rog giving Kat “the business”? Rog had kissed Emma goodbye before she left him in the very capable hands of the smiling Katrina.

Six months into her new relationship with Rog, Emma had only met Kat once before yesterday. She might have been ok with this over-night trip had Rog never mentioned how he once fancied Kat. He said that it had been a failed pass. Kat did not even remember that incident. But they became friends because of a chemistry that revolved around wit, business and energy. “A great set of knockers don’t go amiss, either,” said Emma.

“Fuck sake. Are you still thinking of them off together?” Gina shook her head. “If anything was going to happen, it would have happened a long time ago, right? He’s with you now. You both look so happy.”

“They are just on business,” said Emma. She picked up her mobile phone and checked it for messages. She dropped it into her handbag. “So, shall we have cake and coffee or just a blow-out breakfast?”

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About A. E. Wallace aka [EL] Selkie

Ann Wallace holds a degree from the University of Texas at El Paso in Mass Communications and minored in Creative Writing. She worked at the NBC Affiliate Newschannel9 in El Paso, was a journalist for the El Paso Diocese Catholic Newspaper, held writing workshops with The Tumblewords Project, performed as a Slam Poet and published poetry in small literary magazines. She is now an ex-pat in the UK where she lives, knits, games, works and writes. View all posts by A. E. Wallace aka [EL] Selkie

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