It had been quite a day. I felt drained, but something had crystallized in my mind.
These new people, new adventures... this contact. I found it overwhelming, but, to my surprise, not at all unpleasant.
I’d coped surprisingly well, I thought. I’d met new people, introduced myself to them,
and we’d spent problem-free social time together. If there was one thing I could take from today’s experiences, it was this:
I was nearly ready to declare my intentions to the musician.
The time for our momentous first encounter was drawing ever closer.
I didn’t see Raymond on Monday, or on Tuesday. I didn’t think about him, although my mind did return to Sammy and to Mrs. Gibbons on occasion.
I could, of course, visit either or both of them without Raymond being there. Indeed, both had stressed that to me on Sunday.
But would it be better if he were by my side? I suspected that it would,
not least because he could always fill a silence with banal, inane comments and questions should the need arise.
In the meantime, I’d gone to the mobile telephone emporium with the least garish fascia in the closest location to the office and,
on the highly suspect advice of a bored salesperson, had eventually purchased a reasonably priced handset and “package”
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