Sod s LawChapter 4
Friday 24th June 1983 There was no last minute crisis at work, so I was able to arrive at Helen’s door punctually, expecting her to keep me waiting in true female fashion while she finished perfecting her look. Personally I thought she could not improve much in my eyes: I was beginning to appreciate more the quiet, restrained beauty she possessed, which in my view was as much in her character and demeanour as in her looks. I rang the bell and after only a moment or two, the door opened and...