Anna glanced furtively at her Sekonda wristwatch, it had been almost 3 hours since Francis had left her hurriedly, only briskly planting a kiss on her cheeks. ‘I’ll be back soon Annie,’ he had said, ‘I just have to do this’. She had stared at him as his figure slowly faded into the darkness. She had never seen him so worried, there was something in his eyes that just did not seem right.
Anna had met Francis at an annual party at the company where her uncle worked; it had been her uncle’s idea that she take time out to meet new people, after her very public break up and she had decided to try to mingle at the party, even if it was only to please her uncle. Continue reading