There was no way to describe this turn of events but everything seemed to fall into place, as naturally as me tripping over the carpet rug in the hall. One minute I’d been experiencing a man drought; next I couldn’t get rid of him. Everywhere I went he was there. And even more curiously, every time I requested a roster swap or a night off, my needs were met in an instant. I knew he had a certain allure, which compelled people to love him and do as he wished, yet it was very strange. We’d been seeing each other for a few weeks when Adele stopped me at the bottom of the stairs late one afternoon. I was on my way for a date with Sam, and running late at that. “Ah, Millie…?” she began, as if undecided whether or not to continue. This wasn’t good. She was looking me up and down, her face a mixture of perplexed and cross. I hoped she hadn’t changed her mind about another afternoon-slash-evening off. She was quite changeable when she was at her ‘womanly time’ and the memory of last month’s day spa incident was still fresh in my mind.
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