Hello to all my lovely blog followers, hope you’re keeping well.
I’m busy working on Another Year in Redington, though that title might change. Just finished chapter 6. Incase you wanted a sneak preview, it’s here.
Thanks to everyone who bought the kindle version over the last few weeks. If you enjoyed the stories, don’t be afraid to leave a review.
End of chapter 6…
Sporting his new shaved head and smart shirt, with ripped jeans, although he’d popped his smart trousers in the back of the van, Richie knocked on the door of Jenny’s flat. His heart hammered like a bass drum in the front row of the carnival. He swallowed and breathed deeply to try and gain his composure.
“You’ll have to change those.”
Her greeting was cutting but Richie only smiled, and said, “How did I guess you’d say that, hang on.” He quickly gathered his Sunday best trousers and changed in her hallway. Then he did a twirl, wearing the exact same clothes he’d had on earlier at Ivy’s Sunday lunch, only his crazy hair was no more, and he’d changed his socks and pants.
She tutted, “You’ll do I suppose.”
Time for a cup of tea and some fresh air now. Have a great week and happy writing.