Rescuing Rose by Isabel Wolff
By Isabel Wolff
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No, it's the anagram of separation, ' I explained. 'Oh, ' he sighed. 'I see. But I think we should just have a breather… take a month off. ' 'I have… not… slept with Mary-Claire, ' he insisted. 'I have a diploma in Advanced Body Language! I know! 'Well, I… ' 'Don't bother to deny it, Ed. ' He clenched his jaw, as he does when he's cornered, and a small blue vein jumped by his left eye. ' he said defiantly. 'She did. She talked to me, Rose. She communicated with me. Whereas you only communicate with strangers.
Ed shrieked. 'ROSE! ' Suddenly I was sitting bolt upright in bed, heart pounding, eyes staring, my mouth as dry as dust. I was no longer in Ed's garden in Putney, but in my new house in Camberwell. ' I heard. ' I staggered down the unfamiliar stairs, still shocked by the dream which churned in my brain like a thunder cloud. ' exclaimed Bella as I opened the front door. ' sighed Bea. 'We've been banging for hours! Bella breathed looking stricken. 'We thought you might have done something… ' '… silly,' concluded Bea.
But my career matters to me,' I said as I slashed the matrimonial duvet with my biggest Sabatier. 'Anyway it's not just a career, it's a vocation. They need me, those people out there. ' 'But I needed you too,' he whined as a cloud of goosedown swirled through the air. ' 'Betrayed of Barnsley. ' 'Agoraphobic of Aberystwyth. ' 'That's so nasty. ' As I gazed at Ed, the knife dropped to my side and I caught my breath, once again, at his looks. He was so utterly, ridiculously good-looking. The handsomest man I'd ever met.