two lonely hearts find love in this coffee break read - enjoy :)
A glance in a shop window confirmed she was being followed – again. Rosie wheeled left and the store’s automatic doors whizzed open to admit her. Twenty minutes later she emerged back onto the pavement, hoping he would have lost interest in her. She risked a quick peek behind her – and caught a glimpse of his scruffy brown coat. She whirled to face him.
'Stop following me. Go away!' she shouted. He just stood there and looked pathetic. People turned to stare at the odd couple and laughed. Feeling foolish, she hurried home.
That night she watched telly, certain he lurked somewhere in the garden. Around eleven, she peered through the lounge's blinds. Expectantly, he peered back. ‘Get lost!’ she shouted and banged against the glass so hard, it shook. Bewilderment flickered in his soulful eyes, before he turned to slink away.
Grim faced, Rosie rattled the blinds closed. Tomorrow, she’d report him to the police.
But the next day, and the next and the day after that went by, without him stalking her on to and from work. Ironically, she missed her shadow. Something about his doggedness promised life-long loyalty, but his type had broken her heart too many times. But now here she was, ready for another night in front the telly, with a microwave meal on her lap. Knowing most of her work colleagues planned a special Valentine’s meal made her feel even lonelier. Why had she driven him away? He’d seemed even more alone, if that were possible. Now that she thought about it, she’d glimpsed his ribs beneath his baggy coat. Rosie prodded sadly at the lasagne. There was easily enough for two. For the past few nights, she’d left the blinds open – just in case. She glanced hopefully towards the window. When those familiar eyes met hers, she didn’t hesitate, but rushed to open the front door. She flung it open, laughing when she saw he waited on the doorstep.
‘Okay – you win – I’ve missed you. Come indoors.'
He stood, wagged his tail twice, and bounded into her lonely life.