I am sitting by the harbour trying to arrange the world in my head. Trying to understand what happened. Trying to understand how Cali could be engaged to marry another man.
I couldn’t understand what had happened.
My phone rang, Simon asked; “Where the *&^ are you?”
Hearing his voice, I got back to me and now and here and said something about stepping out for a snack, and raced back to the office.
Things were hectic, which was great because I didn’t have time to think about what ifs and how ifs and all the other questions I would need to get organised and answered.
I’d do that when I got home.
And I didn’t want to go home. I stayed a bit late at the office then went out for drinks. When I got home I just fell into bed.