Happy weekend, Snippetteers! It’s been a hot week here in Lyonsville 😉 Only last week we were still wearing sweaters and coats – this week I’ve been gardening in shorts and a t-shirt. Who likes gardening? I don’t have a very big garden so there’s not a great deal I can do with it, but I did manage to save the lives of 12 little unwanted plants this week. My local supermarket had a pack of 6 baby plants reduced to 50p yesterday as they were half dead and no one wanted them. I bought them, gave them a good soaking overnight, and this morning they were all perked up so I planted them in a border. Then later today I went to the same supermarket and there was another reduced pack of the same plants, wilting and sad, so of course I rescued those too. They’re going to make a lovely bright red display when they flower.
Before I get carried away with the garden, here’s my snippet of the week. In Summit, Ash is hugely relieved to find out his best mate is completely accepting of him wanting to be with a man. But it’s been a few weeks since Ash saw Sean and they haven’t been in touch and Ash’s response to Sean’s last text was a cool rebuttal. Is it too late?
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His phone rang and rang and I expected it to switch to the answer service at any moment, but then he answered, sounding breathless.
“Sean. It’s Ash.”
“Oh! I didn’t look at the caller ID.” There was a pause, during which I heard him breathing hard. “I’ve been running. I didn’t expect to hear from you.”
“I know. I’m sorry.”
“So why now?”
“I want to talk to you.”
“I didn’t think there was an us.” His voice was surly.
“I, um…” Get a grip, Ash. Say what you mean. “I’d like there to be,” I said firmly.
“I don’t know, Ash. It seemed like you only wanted a bit of fun.”
“I thought I did.” I took a deep breath. “I don’t normally do this. But I like you. I miss you.”
Sean sighed and hesitated before he answered. “I’m not sure it’s a good idea.”
“Okay. Well, it’s up to you.” My heart plummeted and I silently cursed myself for giving up at the first hurdle, but I didn’t know what else to do. “I thought I’d call and see how you’re doing. We’re going to run into each other in October. I don’t want things to be awkward.”
Another pause. “You’re right.”
“Yeah. We should talk properly. Can I see you?”
“That’s what I was hoping for.” My pulse galloped and I swapped my phone to the other hand again. “Why don’t you tell me when and where suits you?”
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