"I know. I'm the nerdy girl with the gay boyfriends. You know the faghag," I said seriously."How did you remember that?" she asked."Shit, I have no id...ea where it came from. I can just see the kids dancing in the street for some reason," I answered honestly."That was the first time I ever heard techno music," Wilma said. "So you might get calls from other photographers and advertising agencies. You might want to consider a manager." Wilma suggested."Geese you are so damn practical. Give me a. Helen rang ten minutes ago, but my old mobile’s battery died in the middle of the call. She had said she was delayed by an accident, but I don’t know whether she was in the accident, or delayed by traffic because of someone else’s accident. I’m worried.’ I produced my mobile phone from my pocket. ‘Here you are,’ I said. ‘Ring Helen.’ ‘You’re sure?’ ‘Of course.’ Maureen took her hat off and put it on the bench. I walked a few yards away while she rang her daughter. The conversation didn’t last. I just don't know what I'm going to do about it.”Belinda smiled and gave me a gentle hug which felt both beautiful and a little painful at the same time.“Well, right now you are going to let me finish rubbing this gel into you. Then, you are going to get a good night's sleep and dream pleasant dreams. Then, tomorrow you are going to get up and call me to let me know how you are feeling about things.”“You make it sound so simple.”“It is unless you make it difficult. Don't let that brain get in. Six years her senior, the architect had been just about everything a woman could've wanted in a man. Handsome, intelligent, caring, and great in the sack. The only problem was that Kevin had reached a point in his life where he wanted to get married and settle down. A place Michelle felt was still at least a few years in her future. There were still so much that she wanted to do before then.The two of them had parted as friends, but Michelle knew that it was a friendship that would quickly.