Aunty Maria Calls Me : (Chapter 38)

Orders, designs, and disgust

It’s now Thursday, and I begin my day as Claudia, and I had disgust. So, orders printed and packed, I asked Kerry to help me design a billboard. She was so quick to send me a billboard that someone had printed in America. Wow, it was great, so all I had to do was change the picture and the phone number. I then sent it to Claudia, and she said, “Right, I am on it; I will get 5 made.”

Posters, plans, and torches

Next, I began draining the pool, and before I knew it, I was on my way to meet Claudia for dog walking. Claudia agreed the billboard design was brilliant, and she explained how they will take a while to arrive as she was having them printed in Germany due to their size and the cost. So, she suggested that while we are waiting for them, we should drive around and work out the best places to put them. We also discussed how we both knew that I will most probably receive a huge fine for illegally putting them up and possibly arrested. So, we decided that when they arrive that we would go in the dark of night with torches.

Cagney, Lacey, and pasta with pasta

I said to Claudia that we are like Cagney and Lacey and how obviously I am the pretty one; what with Claudia being German, she had absolutely no clue as to what I was on about, yet what with me laughing so hard she began to laugh.

We then said our goodbyes, and off we went home. I walked in the door, fed the dogs and actually cooked myself some dinner, basically a student’s dinner……… pasta with pasta. Shit, I needed to go shopping.

The bath and the mirror

I ran myself a nice deep bath, and as I sank into the water, I looked at myself and decided if I lose any more weight that I might start to actually float in a bath, so tomorrow is a must to go shopping.

Even my lovely pyjamas that Claudia had bought me for Christmas were starting to fall off of me. How that is possible with an elasticated waist is odd.

The call from Aunty Maria

Right, I think a cup of tea is in order and then maybe some TV. No, as my phone was ringing, it was my Aunty Maria in the UK.

“You OK darling, oh my goodness I have only just seen, I have been in hospital,” she said. Wow, I didn’t break. This was the first time that someone had asked me if I was OK, and I didn’t cry.

We then spent the next 4 hours on the phone. My Aunty Maria is trained in tarot card reading; she asked if I wanted a card reading of George. I didn’t even need to think about it, “Yes, please,” I sobbed. Ok, yes, I started to break.

I didn’t like what I was hearing, she went on to say that I won’t find him for a long time and how he is very close, he is very near, a place that I go to think.

The dream of George

It was now very late, so we said our goodbyes and I laid on the sofa going over and over: where the hell do I go to think, I don’t think that I do go anywhere as I never need to think, I am always too busy. I did manage to sleep that night, and it was an amazing sleep as for the first time I actually dreamt of George, it was so real that for a second, when I woke up, I thought it was real.

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