Choral Evenings Pt 03
Chapter 19 Maybe it was the scotch, maybe it was just the very long time I’d spent thinking about the possible life ahead of us for Bethany and I, or maybe it was my subconscious reluctance to end the dream of us that I had been wallowing in at the time, but for whatever reason – I woke unusually late that Sunday morning. In fact it was only the incessant ringing of the telephone that finally stirred me. ‘Ah, you are there! I thought you must have gone out already.’ Bethany said when I...