The first week of March, fifty-three-year-old Anna Turnbull returned to the island to hold her Audiology clinic.
The
clinic normally ran for two or three days, depending on the volume of patients,
she always enjoyed her trips to the island but in March it had a different
dimension, because she had arranged to have dinner with Duncan Wilson.
She had hoped
to meet him on Monday, but he had a prior engagement.
Duncan Wilson
was a farmer up at Roman Water Farm and he had felt like a schoolboy, he had
not had a date for a very long time, but then he hadn’t wanted to date anyone,
until he met his Audiologist.
Anna stepped
outside the Hotel wrapped up against the cold, but she was happy, despite the
bitter cold, because she had been looking forward to seeing Duncan again, she
had not dated for a while herself, and then she saw the Range Rover pull up to
the curb.
“Hi” she said
and leant over and kissed him, which took them both by surprise.
“Well, I can
tell you’re hungry” he said, “So let’s go.”
“Where are we
eating?” she said with a giggle.
“Roman Water
Farm” he replied.
“Wow that was
an amazing dinner” she said.
“Your ex didn’t
say you could cook.”
“Oh, you’ve
been talking to Caroline” he said, “So what did she tell you?”
“That
you were a good and kind man”
“Well,
that was nice” Duncan said “I hope you feel the same way”
At
the end of the evening, he drove her back to the Hotel and pulled up outside.
“So
what ferry are you catching tomorrow?” he asked “Maybe we could get a coffee
before you go”
“That
won’t be possible” she replied
“Oh”
he said disappointedly
“Because
I’m not getting the ferry tomorrow” she explained and smiled
“Really!
Then we can have dinner together again” he suggested
“Yes,
I’d like that, but we can dine at the hotel” she said “My treat”
“That
would be lovely, but I don’t care where we go as long as we’re together” he
said and leant over and kissed her
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