[Sequel to: Friendly Worries]
I arrive a little early, as I’m not the type to remember transport schedules. Still, it’s only like five minutes, and maybe she’s early too. You know, it would be nice if the weather could warm up a little faster. It’s supposed to be Spring now, but it doesn’t really feel like it.
She’s not there when I arrive, so I fiddle about with my phone while I wait. I really should have brought my ear muffs.
A few minutes later I hear: “Hi, Linda!” and I look up to see Cecilie walk over. “I hope you’ve not been waiting long?” I’d say she almost sounds giddy. What is she planning?
“Nah, don’t worry about it.” I smile, then I notice what she’s wearing. That’s fancier than I expected.