Bloody Rob! She had waited for him in the pub, all dressed up for their date. Well, not dressed up, there wasn't much point for that here, most people wore wet weather gear and hiking boots. Not much point in wearing heels either, the roads were rubbish and to and from the hotel. She had put her new top on to make an effort though. Every time the pub door opened the butterflies in her stomach made a loop, but it was never him. She'd drunk two beers, and at nine o'clock she edged her way out into the High street, skulking back to the hotel staff accommodation hoping no one would see her. She nearly managed to get back into her room before Katie-Mouth-Almighty-Phillips caught her. "Why are you dressed up, it's not for Rob is it?" Katie accused her, as she looked her over, "Please don't tell me you bought a new top to wear for him? Ian's just seen him in the Plough down in Cranster villag
Last Updated : 2020-09-08
