You haven’t been on a date in years.”“I know,” I said, before she could continue. “I have a lot of stuff to work through, but Eleanor comes ...first. I have to worry about her first.”Natalie’s had slid across the table, resting on top of mine. “Eleanor is going to grow up to be smart and beautiful. You don’t have to worry about her.”“It’s not that. I know she’ll be pretty. She’s my kid, after all.”Natalie laughed. “You’re such a jackass.”The two of us shared a chuckle, but when it was over I. That's what 'fresh' means. Dad always reckoned that even our local greengrocer was selling lettuces at least two days old, and on their way to the compost heap already! Mavis was onto a good thing – the fresh produce from the market gardener was much better than anything that had gone through a wholesaler and been delayed in its delivery, and it was almost certainly going to be cheaper.Sure enough, the influence of the East of England Show meant that work finished early again that evening – Mr. " The headmaster seemed lost. "Please accompany him back."Supported by Patrick?s arm we walked back to our rooms. The silence in the corridors disturbed only by the swishing of his skirts and the clacking of his shoes.I looked into the mirror on my mud covered, punched face. My brow was still bleeding but it did not look as bad as I thought. Only my white shirt was wasted, so I took it off and threw it into a corner. A sharp pain from my ribs reminded me of other wounds than to my face. I. The only good point was the the very nice blonde TGirl working behind the bar, called Laura. She was a bit older than me and was dressed in a tight fitting black dress and rather glammed up for working behind a bar.I finished up my drink and the lovely Laura asked me if I wanted another but I told her I was going to call it a night. “Oh! That’s a shame.” she said as she leant on the bar top looking at me with big bright eyes. “ I’ll see you out as it is a security door and has a release.